Skyclad lyrics

Skyclad lyrics

"Worn Out Sole To Heel lyrics"

The Kids Don't Like It lyrics
got some words, i don't know gonna sing'em here i go wanna try not to be lame wanna make you feel the same i just wanna be someone don't you know we tried to do something new it may s
It's a mountain that we all must climb -
In giant leaps or one step at a time.
I saw a fat old money lender - shoes of silk and ermine,
Laughing as they stumbled on bilstered feet rough shod.
He never helped the poor and weak - viewed them all as vermin,
So when he fell they passed him by and struggled up to God.
Each of us must walk a different track -
No sign to guide us a
Below The Sliding Doors lyrics
Time is up, the money's goneA windless moon is your only throneLast walk in the gardenYou'd like to think you know no shameSelect a worthy heir to your nameMiss one and it's
nd no turning back. Chorus: Humanity in motion - it's the pilgrimage eternal. Most are blind - but I suspect what rare few know is real. "You carry me, I'll carry you" - this simple childish notion. A cable car to Shangrai-La. Your worn out soul to heal. The soldier boy is marching proud (with military precision), Kicking others from the path - so keen to reach the peak. Never will he get there with this t
Sick Of Me lyrics
how sick of me must you be by now? while you're standing just outside of what your pride will allow, always reaching into yourself to find a new way to understand me. when i'm sure that ther
ctical decision - He spends so much time fighting that each footstep takes a week. Carpe diem, quam minimum credula postero. Persta et obdura - omnia vincit amor! My money's on the holy man - just clad in sack and sandals, Heard a small child crying there - so turned around and stopped. Like a beacon now he shines (bright as a million candles), Alone upon the summit when the selfish have all dropped. It's
Anthem lyrics
It's a new day, but it all feels old It's a good life, that's what I'm told But everything, it all just feels the same And my high school, it felt more to me Like a jail
o contest - but we still race there, like the saintly tortoise and the godless hare. Chorus: Humanity in motion - it's the pilgrimage eternal. Most are blind - but I suspect what rare few know is real. "You carry me, I'll carry you" - this simple childish notion. A cable car to Shangrai-La. Your worn out soul to heal. You're worn out sole to heel, Your worn out soul too ..... Heal your worn out soul.