Sitting on a truffet Puffing on the best cut buds tryna get butt from ms. muffet Me and teddy ruxpin stirring up a ruckus egging all the houses smashing
Trad. arr. by Loreena McKennitt and Pat Mullin
Dear thoughts are my mind and my soul it soars enchanted, As I hear the sweet lark sing in the clear air of the day, For a tender beaming smile to my
[Musica e testi: Eddy Antonini] [The guardian angel:] When Heaven and earth collide tonight, and the answers and questions could become the same behind
[The Divine Spirit:] The last night falls on my mind, I see Devil steps are behind, I'm feeling sure, in the arms of the church. I want to escape from
[The Divine Oracle:] In front of the dark church of Heaven we are searching for the truth... [White Warrior:] My mind is blind, I'm going insane... I
[Musica e testi: Eddy Antonini] [The guardian angel:] Tonight I wanna be so kind, behind the saddest steps of love. Tonight there's no love around, but
[White Warrior:] Now, I can leave the darkest time, to come back to my Mankind with the answers in my hand Now, I just want to stop my cries, I just ride
[Musica e testi: Eddy Antonini] [Princess of the Snow:] So jump on the magic lift, White Warrior, and go straight to the sky.... The time is ending
[Def Leppard cover] You could have a change of heart If you would only change your mind Instead of slamming down the phone, girl For the hundredth time
The lark in the clear air : to my sister margaret Dear thoughts are in my mind And my soul soars enchanted As I hear the sweet lark sing In the clear
(A. Langdon) And when the sun falls heavy on my head Don't you know, man, I could cry 'Cause whether I sink or swim you know I'll end up dead Don't you
Out in the field where the lark it flies, Over the earth where my heart it lies, Oh how it sings when the west wind blows, Out in the field where no-one
(Instrumental)
I am like the lark That in order to form its nest Always looks for a strong branch So that she won't see it fall. Others are like the deer Eager and
Now the first kid in the crew Is called imagination The team without him stationed First to work on the aspiration But with him it's all about having
So I wrote this song once - out of love About a scrub In a crowded club or lounge Surrounded by these hounds and thugs And he goes home and he pouts because
