Grow On Grow Up Grow Out - Moving Mountains
Oh god, what the f*ck is wrong with me and everyone? It's you and me, someday we'll see the end. Because you're in the sky, and I am in the earth, but this time it's different I swear to god. The sun's exploding within my arms, and it's getting warmer, and I can see that the sun is truly in love with me.
Show Me How To Live - Audioslave
In with the early dawn, moving right along I couldn't buy an eyeful of sleep. And in the aching night under satellite I was not received. With the stolen parts, a telephone in my heart, someone get me a priest, to put my mind to bed, this ringing in my head. Is this a cure or is this a disease. Nail in my hand from my creator, you gave me life now show me how to live. In the afterbirth on the quiet earth, let these things remind you, you thought you made a man, you better think again. Before my role defines you. Nail in my hand from my creator, you gave me life now show me how to live. And in your waiting hands I will land and roll out of my skin, and in your final hours I will stand ready to begin. Nail in my hand from my creator, you gave me life now show me how to live.
Drumming Song
There's a drumming noise inside my head that starts when you're around. I swear that you could hear it, it makes such an almighty sound. There's a drumming noise inside my head, that throws me to the ground. I swear that you should hear it, it makes such an all mighty sound. Louder than sirens, louder than bells, sweeter than heaven and hotter than hell. I ran to a tower where the church bells chime, I hoped that they would clear my mind. They left a ringing in my ear, but that drum's still beating loud and clear. Louder than sirens, louder than bells, sweeter than heaven, and hotter than hell. As I move my feet towards your body, I can hear this beat it fills my head up. And gets louder and louder. It fills my head up and gets louder and louder. I run to the river and dive straight in, I pray that the water will drown out the din. But as the water fills my mouth it couldn't wash the echoes out, but as the water fills my mouth it couldn't wash the echoes out. I swallow the sound and it swallows me whole til there's nothing left inside my soul. As empty as that beating drum but the sound has just begun. As I move my feet towards your body, I can hear this beat it fills my head up and gets louder and louder. It fills my head up and gets louder and louder. There's a drumming noise inside my head that starts when you're around. I swear that you could hear it, it makes such an almighty sound.
Teardrops - Jose Gonzalez
Love, love is a verb. Love is a doing word. Fearless on my breath, gentle impulsion, shakes me makes me lighter. Fearless on my breath. Teardrop on the fire, fearless on my breath. Nine nights of matter, black flowers blossom, fearless on my breath. Teardrop on the fire of a confession, fearless on my breath. Black flowers blossom, fearless on my breath. Water as my eye most faithful mirror, fearless on my breath. Teardrop on the fire of a confession, fearless on my breath. Most faithful mirror, fearless on my breath. Teardrop on the fire, fearless on my breath. You're stumbling into awe, you're stumbling into awe.
Signs - Bloc Party
Two ravens in the old oak tree and, one for you and one for me and bluebells in the late December, I see signs now all the time. The last time we slept together, there was something that was not there. You never wanted to alarm me but I'm the one that's drowning now. I could sleep forever these days, because in my dreams I see you again. But this time fleshed out, fuller faced, in your confirmation dress. It was so like you to visit me to let me know you were okay, it was so like you to visit me, you always worried about someone else. At your funeral I was so upset, so upset, so upset. In your life you were larger than this, statue-statuesque. I see signs now all the time that you're not dead, you're sleeping. I believe in anything that brings you back home to me.
Calm Like A Bomb - Rage Against The Machine
I be walkin' god like a dog my narrative fearless. My word war returns to burn like Baldwin home from Paris, like steel from a furnace. I was born landless, this is the native son born of Zapata's guns. Stroll through the shanties and the city's remains, same bodies buried hungry but with different last names. These vultures rob everything, leave nothing but chains. Pick a point on the globe, yes the picture's the same. There's a bank, there's a church a myth and a hearse. A mall and a loan a child dead at birth. There's a widow pig parrot, a rebel to tame, a whitehooded judge, a syringe and a vein. And the riot be the rhyme of the unheard. Calm like a bomb! (Ignite, ignite, ignite!) This ain't subliminal, feel the critical mass approach horizon, the pulse of the condemned. Sound off America's demise, the anti-myth rhythm rock shocker, yes I spit fire. Hope lies in the smoldering rubble of empires, yes back through the shanties and the city's remains. The same bodies buried hungry, but with different last names. These vultures rob everyone, leave nothing but chains. Pick a point here at home, yes the picture's the same. Some corn and some debt, there's a ditch full of bodies, the check for the rent. There's a tap, the phone, the silence of stone. The numb black screen, that be feelin' like home. Calm like a bomb! (Ignite, ignite, ignite!) There's a mass without roofs, there's a prison to fill, there's a country's soul that reads Post No Bills. There's a strike and a line of cops outside the mill. There's a right to obey, and a right to kill. There's a mass without roofs, there's a prison to fill, there's a country's soul that reads Post No Bills. There's a strike and a line of cops outside the mill, there's a right to obey and there's a right to kill.
Oh god, what the f*ck is wrong with me and everyone? It's you and me, someday we'll see the end. Because you're in the sky, and I am in the earth, but this time it's different I swear to god. The sun's exploding within my arms, and it's getting warmer, and I can see that the sun is truly in love with me.
Show Me How To Live - Audioslave
In with the early dawn, moving right along I couldn't buy an eyeful of sleep. And in the aching night under satellite I was not received. With the stolen parts, a telephone in my heart, someone get me a priest, to put my mind to bed, this ringing in my head. Is this a cure or is this a disease. Nail in my hand from my creator, you gave me life now show me how to live. In the afterbirth on the quiet earth, let these things remind you, you thought you made a man, you better think again. Before my role defines you. Nail in my hand from my creator, you gave me life now show me how to live. And in your waiting hands I will land and roll out of my skin, and in your final hours I will stand ready to begin. Nail in my hand from my creator, you gave me life now show me how to live.
Drumming Song
There's a drumming noise inside my head that starts when you're around. I swear that you could hear it, it makes such an almighty sound. There's a drumming noise inside my head, that throws me to the ground. I swear that you should hear it, it makes such an all mighty sound. Louder than sirens, louder than bells, sweeter than heaven and hotter than hell. I ran to a tower where the church bells chime, I hoped that they would clear my mind. They left a ringing in my ear, but that drum's still beating loud and clear. Louder than sirens, louder than bells, sweeter than heaven, and hotter than hell. As I move my feet towards your body, I can hear this beat it fills my head up. And gets louder and louder. It fills my head up and gets louder and louder. I run to the river and dive straight in, I pray that the water will drown out the din. But as the water fills my mouth it couldn't wash the echoes out, but as the water fills my mouth it couldn't wash the echoes out. I swallow the sound and it swallows me whole til there's nothing left inside my soul. As empty as that beating drum but the sound has just begun. As I move my feet towards your body, I can hear this beat it fills my head up and gets louder and louder. It fills my head up and gets louder and louder. There's a drumming noise inside my head that starts when you're around. I swear that you could hear it, it makes such an almighty sound.
Teardrops - Jose Gonzalez
Love, love is a verb. Love is a doing word. Fearless on my breath, gentle impulsion, shakes me makes me lighter. Fearless on my breath. Teardrop on the fire, fearless on my breath. Nine nights of matter, black flowers blossom, fearless on my breath. Teardrop on the fire of a confession, fearless on my breath. Black flowers blossom, fearless on my breath. Water as my eye most faithful mirror, fearless on my breath. Teardrop on the fire of a confession, fearless on my breath. Most faithful mirror, fearless on my breath. Teardrop on the fire, fearless on my breath. You're stumbling into awe, you're stumbling into awe.
Signs - Bloc Party
Two ravens in the old oak tree and, one for you and one for me and bluebells in the late December, I see signs now all the time. The last time we slept together, there was something that was not there. You never wanted to alarm me but I'm the one that's drowning now. I could sleep forever these days, because in my dreams I see you again. But this time fleshed out, fuller faced, in your confirmation dress. It was so like you to visit me to let me know you were okay, it was so like you to visit me, you always worried about someone else. At your funeral I was so upset, so upset, so upset. In your life you were larger than this, statue-statuesque. I see signs now all the time that you're not dead, you're sleeping. I believe in anything that brings you back home to me.
Calm Like A Bomb - Rage Against The Machine
I be walkin' god like a dog my narrative fearless. My word war returns to burn like Baldwin home from Paris, like steel from a furnace. I was born landless, this is the native son born of Zapata's guns. Stroll through the shanties and the city's remains, same bodies buried hungry but with different last names. These vultures rob everything, leave nothing but chains. Pick a point on the globe, yes the picture's the same. There's a bank, there's a church a myth and a hearse. A mall and a loan a child dead at birth. There's a widow pig parrot, a rebel to tame, a whitehooded judge, a syringe and a vein. And the riot be the rhyme of the unheard. Calm like a bomb! (Ignite, ignite, ignite!) This ain't subliminal, feel the critical mass approach horizon, the pulse of the condemned. Sound off America's demise, the anti-myth rhythm rock shocker, yes I spit fire. Hope lies in the smoldering rubble of empires, yes back through the shanties and the city's remains. The same bodies buried hungry, but with different last names. These vultures rob everyone, leave nothing but chains. Pick a point here at home, yes the picture's the same. Some corn and some debt, there's a ditch full of bodies, the check for the rent. There's a tap, the phone, the silence of stone. The numb black screen, that be feelin' like home. Calm like a bomb! (Ignite, ignite, ignite!) There's a mass without roofs, there's a prison to fill, there's a country's soul that reads Post No Bills. There's a strike and a line of cops outside the mill. There's a right to obey, and a right to kill. There's a mass without roofs, there's a prison to fill, there's a country's soul that reads Post No Bills. There's a strike and a line of cops outside the mill, there's a right to obey and there's a right to kill.