(Instrumental)
When the sun goes down o'er Dublin town The colors last for hours, oh The lights come on, the night's a song And the streets all turn to gold A gentle
A soldier boy and his violin / Uneasy wartime ballet / Omaha Beach / Normandy on D-Day / As his fellow man lay dying / And crimson tide colored the shore
might be the man of her dreams To find where she's been hiding inside Broken or battered, it really don't matter Her heart's like a wave and he's the tide
jaded or you could go 'insane' like me." "I tell you man you must be crazy. Or am I always lazy when it comes to love? With every failure and turning tide
(Intro) Man I got that swag My hat back to my bag You know I'm poppin' tags Cuz man I got that swag Man I got that swag My hat back to my bag You know
fire! Grantaire Black... Marius My world if she's not there... All Red... Marius The color of desire! All Black... Marius The color of despair
fire! GRANTAIRE Black... MARIUS My world if she's not there! ALL Red... MARIUS The color of desire! ALL Black... MARIUS The color of despair!
sailing in unhappy seas bid the storms depart when I sleep I dream in billions of colors... billions of colors, am I not real? If time and tide
Here comes the rain On fenced courtyards Here comes the shade On dead-end ways Here comes the grey To dim the colors Here comes the cold To wake the pain
That there's still time to turn the tide There's no phoenix rising And the future's stillborn Dark shadows are dancing My coat of colors is torn In euroshima
man have come for her at last. He loves her with his mighty heart and plans to take her fast. Most run from old man winter for fear of growing cold.
I cant ignore your aura because it grab me by the hand like the moon pull the tide (mos & kweli)and the tide pull the sand (2nd chorus) [mos & kweli] [
call me Country Grammar, my brother out the slammer I'm crimson color painted, you can call that Alabama I'm not from Alabama, but check out how I roll tide
eat what I can get, From the monkey man. Great, great monkey man. Great, great monkey plan. Crazy,crazy man, You get yourself turned in a pickle. Crazy, crazy monkey man
before To be shouted down without any warning at all, to be stood by the wall And shot by the man in blue If I could run with the grace of a sun-colored
