Hunger pays a heavy prize to the falling gods of speed and steel
Oh, time is short and the days are sweet
and passion rules the arrow that flies
A million faces at my feet but all I see are dark eyes.
Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord;
He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored;
He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword;
His truth is marching on.
The ants go marching two-by-two,
Hurrah, hurrah.
The ants go marching two-by-two,
Hurrah, hurrah.
The ants go marching two-by-two,
And the little one stops to tie his shoe.
So I’m sitting at a bar in guadalajara
In walks a guy with a faraway look in his eyes
He said I’ve got as powerful horse outside
Climb on the back, I’ll take you for a ride
I know a little place, we can get there for the break of day.
I said in these shoes?
No way, jose
all he ever does is walk alone
man he can only can walk so far before...
all he ever does is look inside
he dont need nowhere to hide.
i know she's all that he ever loved
Do you smile to tempt a lover, Mona Lisa?
Or is this your way to hide a broken heart?
Many dreams have been laid at your doorstep;
They just lie there,
And they die there.
Are you warm, are you real, Mona Lisa,
Or just a cold and lonely, lovely work of art?
The ice is thin come on dive in
underneath my lucid skin
the cold is lost, forgotten
Hours pass days pass time stands still
light gets dark and darkness fills
my secret heart forbidden...
O Fortuna!
Velut luna,
statu variabilis:
semper crescis
aut decrescis;
vita detestabilis
nunc obdurat
et tunc curat
ludo mentis aciem;
egestatem
potestatem,
dissolvit ut glaciem. Spoiler
O Fortune!
Like the moon,
you are changeable:
ever waxing
and waning;
hateful life
first oppresses
and then soothes
as fancy takes it;
poverty
and power,
it melts them like ice.
