Lyrics:
kept looking all around
Since you left from Camden Town
By the brimstone
A bed of crimson
A single lonely oar
Why did you leave us all
With empty hands
There is a rock in a far-off land
That will not be touched by unwashed hands
It's good enough for me to fly and wander
But I can't sleep during
Up on a creek, nothing to oar
Give it a whirl, down for the count
Breaking a leg, is just what I need
Necessity? Legitimate? Drawing the line?
guided on by the light, we'll reach the edge and then we'll find out
All I want is to make the call that proves them wrong and take the fall
I can see
Growing pains licking at my bones
Don't let the soul escape
My psyche seeking solace in uncommon ways
Taking steps like a rosary bead
Each by each
Another
they slept
A tale I hate to tell
But it must be heard
I’ve always preferred
The song of the bird
The waves brought to the shore
A single oar
Still I'm defenseless
The house by the lake
His hands resting awhile on the oars
Speaking with quiet conviction
Carefully unlocking doors
a shoulder
I'll chop a foothold in the floor by and by
And dream of my darlin waist-deep in clover
Pulling an oar to reach my side
Are you a prophet, are you
Looking at the rest of your life as it flash by?
Have you ever tasted your own blood
'Cause you were a vampire
Stuck in a coffin under a mudslide
But with
now. Please, don't even dare!
I beg you, as mother!
"The sea's claimed your father and kin, one by one,
More than three years missing is Huey, my son,
Too late to escape
Too tired to flee
I'm a marionette
With your strings controlling me
Wading deeper, and deeper into the blue
Losing my oar, I'm
from his heart never reached his mouth
So restricting
There's a strain in my brain and day by day, I'm praying the Lord's gonna evict him
I'd argue it's
Solitary city spots,
Roads less travelled and if so, Usually not by choice. These views Be rarely caught, stream the Thought pattern they inspire are God
up my oar
To sit and watch the world float by
Now I must go
Although it's not home
I hope I can come back soon
To be home again
Their vessel propelled by inflamed oar
Charon: warden of the wretched
Charon: a sordid disheveled specter
Son of Erebus and Nyx
Breaching the shoreline
the oars to get close
Sorry love now they are lost
We are in the hands of currents and storms
A fishing boat takes us back to the beach
I start to sing
The Earth has grown my roots
From the strongest of trees
Crafted by man to sail the high seas
My wings are woven by a shield made to fly
With
is
Do bist hjir, it is frjemd dat ik it sis
Mar ik leau, ja, ik leau
Dat ik dy mis
We bin tegearre, mar it fielt oars
Tegearre, mar net by mekoar
cs
with the waves)
Jehifalhi bindhifaa
(The Oar has broken)
Oevarun giri dhalhain nikumefa
(Coming out through the shimmer of the currents)
Dhondheeni
the deep;
By the dive;
By the dark
I will survive
By the foam;
By the spray
I shall meet
The coming day
Man the oars
Beat the drums!
Hold tight
so Sinatra
You know my [?] not proper for the Oscars
But I opt out for the Oxfords in the Oxford
Ha ha, that hurts
Some'n by this oar got 'em
Pulling the weight up against the wind
Is the plight of the galley slave
Chained to this cold bench, six to the oar
Sentenced to an early grave
keep coming through,
So many years,
Still I'm defenseless.
The house by the lake,
His hands resting awhile on the oars,
Speaking with quiet
You could put it in
Of course being a Monday would be the one day
Trains are delayed by the score
And it never rains but it pours
Mine's not due for
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