Sisters Of Mercy lyrics

Sisters Of Mercy lyrics

"Flood I lyrics"

Kananete lyrics
sino sino sino ba ang nagsabing tao ka? sino sino sino ba ang pumatol sa tanga? sa bagumbayan norte naka-red na boots at red na maskara sa kalye sam
"Flood I" - Floodland - Sisters of Mercy
  By Andrew Eldritch
  Copyright 1987 WEA Records LTD
  Published by SBK Songs
And her hallway
Moves
Like the ocean
Moves
At the head of the river
At the source of the sea
Sitting here now in this bar for hours
Trying to write it down
Fitting in hard with harder to come
Trying to fight i
Wear My Hat lyrics
She came looking for me with her arms open wide, like some long lost friend of mine. She said, "Excuse me, but do you remember me?" I said, "No, I
t Down the river there's a ship will carry you Down river down stream Down the river there's a ship will carry the Dream Dream of the flood Down the river there's a ship will carry the Dream of the flood And her hallway... As the water come rushing over As the water come rushing in As the water come rushing over Flood...Flood... Push the glass, stain the glas
Chills lyrics
(chilly, chilly, wah-wah-wah-wah) (chilly, chilly, wah-wah-wah-wah) Chills, runnin' up and down my spine Well I get them every time That I feel your
Push the writer to the wall It may come but it will pass Some say we will fall Dream of the flood... Flood... And her hallway... Oh, maybe, in terms of surrender, On a backcloth of lashes and eyes In a flood of your tears, in sackcloth And ashes and ashes and ashes and ashes And ashes and ashes and lies... And her hallway... Like... As the water come rushing
Town Meeting Song lyrics
Performed by Danny Elfman arid Cast JACK Listen, there were objects so peculiar They were not to be believed All around, things to tantalise my brai
in As the water come rushing over Sitting here now in this bar for hours While these strange men rent strange flowers I'll be picking up your petals in another few hours In the metal and blood, in the scent and mascara On a backcloth of lashes and stars In a flood of your tears, in sackcloth And ashes and ashes and sechondhand passion And stolen guitars