Paris again before I dieI want to kiss you there under the April skyAnd walk along the riverThe birds would singTo those hazel eyes that say everythingThose hazel eyes that say eve...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Green Pajamas
Beneath the desert sky I see the night awakeningI feel the prick of fear and I think I hear the shakingAnd it feels like thisI want to feel the poison spread upon my skin like loti...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Green Pajamas
The summer is here at lastThe sky is overcastAnd no one brings a rose for EmilyShe watches her flowers growWhile lovers come and goTo give each other roses from her treeBut not a r...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Green Pajamas
So, nevermore to see the sunriseAnd nevermore the ocean wildAnd not to taste the snow of morningOn the tongue of one so mildAnd nevermore your eyes in laughterThat lately held but ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Green Pajamas
How a cloud might moveHow a song could sootheHer scarlet beads of painAll strung behind the sun.On a cold hillsideThe burn of afterlifeHer heavy eyes are sweet moon vinesAll strung...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Green Pajamas
What kind of magic is this flowing through my veinsFeel like the falcon who kissed Emily JaneI feel electric in the snowAnd the whispering undertowSinging to little girl ghosts in ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Green Pajamas
I have this secret I wish to share, my friendsSo come and listen if you dare, my friendsIt is the secret in her smileIt's in those dreams she keeps on fileShe is the cause and the ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Green Pajamas
Seven fathoms down and fallingOff the marble shoreWhile above the tempest's howlingThough I hear no moreI'm falling, falling(come to me)I'm falling, falling(come to me)Seven fathom...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Green Pajamas
It's in the movement in the fogDisappears in synagoguesIt's in the clip of someone's gunIt's in the hands that shot someoneWhen the sun goes downAnd collects the dayThe Wailing Wal...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Green Pajamas
I recall the night we first spokeThat werewolf moon, that driftwood smokeThose starry eyes, those hands of graceThat ponytail hanging in my facechorus:Now she says she doesn't love...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Green Pajamas