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Not much of this makes sense to me.
The river leaves run cold and dry.
But it keeps me from swinging from tree to tree,
And sometimes I m to scared to even try.

Passing through the possibilities,
They seem as endless as the sky.
You seek the truth in a quiet breeze,
But the air is to thin to reply.

Well I know that s where I ll never be,
Cause I can see the summer s done.
I try to let the river flow in and out of me.
And pray I float the way I think I want,
And pray I float at all.

Distant notions of subtle residue,
Cing to minds from our past.
Tell us what is what, and who made who,
But time s events move us too fast.

Simple sentiment whisked away by anxious steel wool,
Struggling to content ourselves with what we think best.
That what makes happy of what we seem never full,
Is actually more than plenty, but it is already possessed.

Well I know that s where I ll never be,
Cause I can see the summer s done.
I try to let the river flow in and out of me.
And pray I float the way I think I want,
And pray I float at all.

Not much of this makes sense to me.
The river leaves run cold and dry.
But it keeps me from swinging from tree to tree,
And sometimes I m to scared to even try.

Ultra confusion feigns clarity,
Scattered delusion excuses destiny.
It s never exactly what it appears to be.
Too much for any of us to even try,
Try to see.

Well I know that s where I ll never be,
Cause I can see the summer s done.
I try to let the river flow in and out of me.
And pray I float the way I think I want,
And pray I float at all.

Tell me is the time as slow
only when your eyes are closed?
Do we stand to waste some more?
Am I still immune?
Am I naked too?

Does it taste like home
only when your eyes are closed?
Have you been away too long?
Am I still immune?
Am I naked too?
Am I naked too?

Tell me is the...

We ll cut you down to size
There is a woman burning at the center square
Raven black eyes and long let out hair
Screaming, while cloaked vultures holier-than-thou
Circle and glare at sweat drops on pale skin like satin
And as the raging flames work her into cinder
Said in their defence:
Stupidity and ignorance, prejudice...

This man
May have a shitload
To prove
He s got to settle a score
Against the groove
Infinite orgasm
Like endless joy and pain
Thunder to my ears
Like a holy rain

An aural wall of waking
Awash...

Si pudiera caminar sin ti, si pudiera respirar...
Borraría las raíces, borraría todo el tiempo
En que solo éramos tu y yo ...
Si pudiera caminar sin ti,estaria en otra vida,
En un camino dónde no busque a tu corazón...

Quisiera...regresar a ti
Ya no sé como inventar que sigues aqui...
Siempre estas en mi mente, veo...

Love won t see me comin
On a Sunday noon today.
Still don t believe we re fadin ,
But now the world should wait.

And now you re finally listenin
To what I have to say.
Well, the time is right,
And it is today.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Maybe we could talk about it
And try...