This one goes out to the ones I love!

[~megy~]

Another head hangs lowly,

Child is slowly taken.

And the violence caused such silence,

Who are we mistaken?

 

But you see, it's not me, it's not my family.

In your head, in your head they are fighting,

With their tanks and their bombs,

And their bombs and their guns.

In your head, in your head, they are crying...

 

In your head, in your head,

Zombie, zombie, zombie,

Hey, hey, hey. What's in your head,

In your head,

Zombie, zombie, zombie?

 

 

Another mother's breakin',

Heart is taking over.

When the vi'lence causes silence,

We must be mistaken.

 

It's the same old theme since nineteen-sixteen.

In your head, in your head they're still fighting,

With their tanks and their bombs,

And their bombs and their guns.

In your head, in your head, they are dying...

 

In your head, in your head,

Zombie, zombie, zombie,

Hey, hey, hey. What's in your head,

In your head,

Zombie, zombie, zombie?

 

 

ZOMBIE Cranberries

 

 

ΞΥΠΝΑ ΑΝΘΡΩΠΕ...

[Lainus]

Hotel California

On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair

Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air

Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light

My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim

I had to stop for the night

There she stood in the doorway;

I heard the mission bell

And I was thinking to myself,

this could be heaven or this could be hell

Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way

There were voices down the corridor,

I thought I heard them say...

 

Welcome to the hotel california

Such a lovely place

Such a lovely face

Plenty of room at the hotel california

Any time of year, you can find it here

 

Her mind is tiffany-twisted, she got the mercedes bends

She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends

How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.

Some dance to remember, some dance to forget

 

So I called up the captain,

please bring me my wine

He said, we havent had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine

And still those voices are calling from far away,

Wake you up in the middle of the night

Just to hear them say...

 

Welcome to the hotel california

Such a lovely place

Such a lovely face

They livin it up at the hotel california

What a nice surprise, bring your alibis

 

Mirrors on the ceiling,

The pink champagne on ice

And she said we are all just prisoners here, of our own device

And in the masters chambers,

They gathered for the feast

The stab it with their steely knives,

But they just cant kill the beast

 

Last thing I remember, I was

Running for the door

I had to find the passage back

To the place I was before

relax, said the night man,

We are programmed to receive.

You can checkout any time you like,

But you can never leave!

 

Ανατριχιαστικό....Υπέροχο....

[Marilena]

Τα λόγια μου είναι μια γλυκιά προσευχή

κουρνιάζουν έξω από το κλεισμένο σου παράθυρο

και αν τ' άφηνες θ' ανοίγαν μια ρωγμή

απ' το μικρό κελί σου ως το άπειρο

 

Μα εσύ σωπαίνεις και θρηνείς σαν τον κατάδικο

Πάνω απ' τη στάχτη που σκεπάζει τον παράδεισο

πάνω απ' τη στάχτη

Βάλε φωτιά σε ό,τι σε καίει, σε ό,τι σου τρώει την ψυχή

Έξω οι δρόμοι αναπνέουν διψασμένοι, ανοιχτοί

 

Είναι η αγάπη ένα ταξίδι από γιορτή σε γιορτή

Ζήσε μαζί μου στον αέρα, στη φωτιά στη βροχή

Μας περιμένουν άδειες μέρες ραγισμένοι ουρανοί

Είναι η αγάπη ένα ταξίδι από πληγή σε πληγή

 

Τα λόγια μου είναι μια ανέλπιδη ευχή

Σβησμένα φώτα μέσα στο άχαρο δωμάτιο

Και αν τ' άφηνες θα καίγαν τη σιωπή

Και θα διαλύαν το κρυμμένο σου παράπονο

 

Μα εσύ σωπαίνεις και θρηνείς σαν τον κατάδικο

Πάνω απ' τη στάχτη που σκεπάζει τον παράδεισο

πάνω απ' τη στάχτη

Βάλε φωτιά σε ό,τι σε καίει, σε ό,τι σου τρώει την ψυχή

Έξω οι δρόμοι αναπνέουν διψασμένοι, ανοιχτοί

 

Είναι η αγάπη ένα ταξίδι από γιορτή σε γιορτή

Ζήσε μαζί μου στον αέρα, στη φωτιά στη βροχή

Μας περιμένουν άδειες μέρες ραγισμένοι ουρανοί

Είναι η αγάπη ένα ταξίδι από πληγή σε πληγή

 

Βάλε φωτιά σε ό,τι σε καίει σε ό,τι σου τρώει τη ψυχή

Υπάρχει ακόμα υπάρχει κάτι που δεν έχει χαθεί

Είναι η αγάπη ένα ταξίδι από γιορτή σε γιορτή

Ζήσε μαζί μου στον αέρα, στη φωτιά στη βροχή

Μας περιμένουν άδειες μέρες ραγισμένοι ουρανοί

Είναι η αγάπη ένα ταξίδι από πληγή σε πληγή

 

Είναι η αγάπη ένα ταξίδι από γιορτή σε γιορτή

Είναι η αγάπη ένα ταξίδι από πληγή σε πληγή

Είναι η αγάπη ένα ταξίδι από γιορτή σε γιορτή

Είναι η αγάπη ένα ταξίδι από πληγή σε πληγή

 

Αφιερωμένο... εξαιρετικά...

[Sabrina]

Sonata Arctica - Broken

 

I was raised from a broken seed, I grew up to be an unwanted weed.

Ever faster the time exceeds me, little harder again to remember...you.

 

Held a torch for you, when lightning struck me, once again, hope I died for the last time.

Only one I have a thing greater than you, little light on the sky every night.

 

Morning dew on the field, where I met you.

I was frozen a year, couldn't get through.

Got a sign, not a scar, on my shoulder, I am not quite the man you take me for...

 

Fell in love with the weakness within me.

Tried to force me the Ring and own me.

Guess you found what you'd think would oblige me, little version of me to consume you...

I'd give my everything to you, follow you thru the garden of oblivion.

If only I could tell you everything, the little things you'll never dare to ask me...

 

Do you really know me? I might be a God.

Show me that you care and have a cry.

How do you see me?... as the one?

Can you see my blood when I'm bleeding.

How can you love this exile, and how could I desire you.

When my pain is my pain and yours is too...

 

On this dark winter's night. Darkness becomes this child.

Bless this night with a tear. For I have none I fear...

 

Seven lifes of a man, passed before me.

Seven graves, one for every love I've had.

Only once I have broken my so called heart.

Only one made me see why they cry.

 

Will I learn how to be one of you someday?

Will I still feel the eyes that behold me.

Will I hear what you think, when you see me?

Will it tear me apart if you feel for me...

 

I 'd give my everything to you, follow you thru the garden of oblivion.

If only I could tell you everything, the little things you'll never dare to ask me...

 

Do you really know me? I might be a God.

Show me that you care and have a cry.

How do you see me?... as the one?

Can you see my blood when I'm bleeding.

How can you love this exile, and how could I desire you.

When my pain is my pain and your is too...

 

On this dark winter's night. Darkness becomes this child.

Bless this night with a tear. For I have none I fear...

 

Little broken, always been, a part of you belongs to me.

You were never mine to love, but this all has made it easy for me...

 

Burning feathers, not an angel, Heaven's closed, Hell's sold out.

So I walk on the earth, behind the curtains, hidden from everyone,

until I find a new life to ruin again

 

On this deadwinter's night. Darkness becomes this child.

Bless this night with a tear. For I have none I fear...

 

On this deadwinter's night. Darkness becomes this child.

Bless this night with a tear. For I have none I fear...

 

 

 

 

~~~Koμματάρα .-

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8uillBoTYD8

[dimulator]

Ένα παλιο που μου αρέσει...

 

Alice Cooper - Poison

 

Your cruel device

Your blood, like ice

One look could kill

My pain, your thrill

I want to love you but I better not

Touch (dont touch)

I want to hold you but my senses

Tell me to stop

I want to kiss you but I want it too

Much (too much)

I want to taste you but your lips

Are venomous poison

Youre poison running through my

Veins

Youre poison, I dont want to

Break these chains

Your mouth, so hot

Your web, Im caught

Your skin, so wet

Black lace on sweat

I hear you calling and its needles

And pins (and pins)

I want to hurt you just to hear you

Screaming my name

Dont want to touch you but

Youre under my skin (deep in)

I want to kiss you but your lips

Are venomous poison

Youre poison running through my veins

Youre poison, I dont wanna

Break these chains

Poison

One look could kill

My pain, your thrill

I want to love you but I better not

Touch (dont touch)

I want to hold you but my senses

Tell me to stop

I want to kiss you but I want it too

Much (too much)

I want to taste you but your lips

Are venomous poison

Youre poison running through my

Veins

Youre poison, I dont wanna

Break these chains

Poison

I want to love you but I better not

Touch (dont touch)

I want to hold you but my senses

Tell me to stop

I want to kiss you but I want it too

Much (too much)

I want to taste you but your lips

Are venomous poison, yeah

I dont want to break these chains

Poison, oh no

Runnin deep inside my veins,

Burnin deep inside my veins

Its poison

I dontt wanna break these chains

Poison

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1RRY0R0Xgl0

[babuska]

Πολλά τραγούδια είναι αγαπημένα μου, ωστόσο το συγκεκριμένο στην καρδιά μου είναι "μια κατηγορία" από μόνο του....

 

Θα σου φανερωθώ

 

Μουσική & στίχοι: Νίκος Ζιώγαλας

Πρώτη εκτέλεση: Νίκος Ζιώγαλας

 

Κάτι μας έφερε κοντά

πάνω που τέλειωνε η βραδιά

πάνω που έλεγα να φύγω

το βλέμμα σου με κράτησε ξανά

 

Το κατάλαβα μόλις σε είδα

ότι μάντεψες σωστά

πως ήθελα μωρό μου να ξεχάσω

τις αναμνήσεις μου και ήρθαμε κοντά

 

Μη μου κάνεις ερωτήσεις

ψέματα να μη σου πω

την αλήθεια αν θες να δεις

κλείσε τα μάτια σου

 

Θα σου φανερωθώ

θα σου φανερωθώ

 

Δεν ξέρω αν θα ?μαστε μαζί για πάντα

τι πάει να πει παντοτινά

μα νομίζω πως μαζί σου υπάρχει μια ελπίδα

τα αδύνατα να γίνουν δυνατά

 

Μη μου κάνεις ερωτήσεις

ψέματα να μη σου πω

την αλήθεια αν θες να δεις

κλείσε τα μάτια σου

 

Θα σου φανερωθώ

θα σου φανερωθώ

 

 

 

εεεεεεεέτσι.... :smilewink:

[Tsubaki]

Πολλά τραγούδια είναι αγαπημένα μου, ωστόσο το συγκεκριμένο στην καρδιά μου είναι "μια κατηγορία" από μόνο του....

Είναι πολύ όμορφο Babuska!!!

Το δικό μου αγαπημένο κομμάτι ανήκει στους DEAD CAN DANCE και το τραγουδάει ο Brendan Perry εδω λέγεται How fortunate the man with none

και το αφιερώνω σε όλους!

 

 

 

 

You saw sagacious solomon

You know what came of him,

To him complexities seemed plain.

He cursed the hour that gave birth to him

And saw that everything was vain.

How great and wise was solomon.

The world however did not wait

But soon observed what followed on.

Its wisdom that had brought him to this state.

How fortunate the man with none.

 

You saw courageous caesar next

You know what he became.

They deified him in his life

Then had him murdered just the same.

And as they raised the fatal knife

How loud he cried: you too my son!

The world however did not wait

But soon observed what followed on.

Its courage that had brought him to that state.

How fortunate the man with none.

 

You heard of honest socrates

The man who never lied:

They werent so grateful as youd think

Instead the rulers fixed to have him tried

And handed him the poisoned drink.

How honest was the peoples noble son.

The world however did not wait

But soon observed what followed on.

Its honesty that brought him to that state.

How fortunate the man with none.

 

Here you can see respectable folk

Keeping to gods own laws.

So far he hasnt taken heed.

You who sit safe and warm indoors

Help to relieve out bitter need.

How virtuously we had begun.

The world however did not wait

But soon observed what followed on.

Its fear of God that brought us to that state.

How fortunate the man with none

[irenicus777]

Μια ιστορία αγάπης από τον μέγα Aaron (και το For lies... τα σπάει!)

My Dying Bride - The Light At the End of the World

 

An isle, a bright shining isle

stands forever, alone in the sea

Of rock and of sand and grass

and shale, the isle bereft of trees.

 

- Small. A speck in the wide blue

sea. 'Tis the last of all the land.

A dweller upon our lonesome

isle, the last, lonely man? -

 

By the Gods he is there to

never leave, to remain all his

life. His punishment for

evermore, to attend the

eternal light.

 

The lighthouse, tall and brilliant

white, which stands at the end

of the world. Protecting ships

and sailors too, from rock they

could be hurled

 

Yet nothing comes and nothing

goes 'sept the bright blue sea.

Which stretches near and far

away, 't is all our man can see.

 

Though, one day, up high on

rock, a bird did perch and cry.

An albatross, he shot a glance,

and wondered deeply, why?

 

Could it be a watcher sent?

A curse sent from the Gods,

who sits and cries and stares at him,

the life that they have robbed.

 

Each year it comes to watch

over him, the creature from above.

Not a curse but a reminder of

the woman that he loved.

 

- Oh weary night, under stars,

he'd lay and gaze.

Up towards the moon and stars.

The suns dying haze.

 

Time and again, Orion's light

filled our man with joy.

Within the belt, he'd see his love,

remembering her voice -

 

The twinkle from the stars above

bled peace into his heart

As long as she looks down on him

he knows they'll never part

 

One day good, one day bad

The madness, the heat, the sun,

Out to sea, he spies upon land.

His beloved Albion.

 

Cliffs of white and trees of green

Children run and play,

'My home land' he cries and weeps,

why so far away?

 

Eyes sore and red. Filled with tears,

he runs towards the sea.

To risk his life, a worthy cause,

for home he would be.

 

Into the sea, deep and blue,

the waters wash him clean.

Awake. He screams. Cold with sweat.

And Albion a dream.

 

- Such is life upon the isle,

of torment and woe.

One day good. One day bad.

And some days, even hope.

 

The light at the end of the world

burns bright for mile and mile

Yet tends the man, its golden glow,

in misery all the while?

 

For fifty years he stands and waits,

atop the light, alone.

Looking down upon his isle

the Gods have made his home -

 

The watcher at the end of the world

through misery does defile.

Remembers back to that single night

and allows a tiny smile.

 

(His sacrifice was not so great,

he insists upon the world.

Again he would crime,

Again he would pay,

for one moment with the girl)

 

Her hair, long and black it shone,

The dark, beauty of her eyes,

Olive skin and warm embrace,

her memory never dies.

 

'Twas years ago, he

remembers clear

the life they once did live.

Endless love and lust for life,

they promised each would give.

 

Alas, such love and laughter too,

was short as panting breath

For one dark night, her soul

was kissed

by the shade of death.

 

(Agony, like none before,

was suffered by our man.)

who tends the light now

burning bright

on the very last of land.

 

(Anger raged and misery too

like nothing ever before.)

He cursed the Gods and man

and life,

and at his heart he tore.

 

- A deity felt sympathy

and threw our man a light

'Your woman you may see again,

for a single night. -

 

But think hard and well young man,

there is a price to pay:

to tend the light at the end of

the world

is where you must stay.

 

Away from man and life and love.

Alone you will be.

On a tiny isle. A bright shining isle

in the middle of the sea.'

 

- 'I'll tend the light, for one more night

with the woman whom I love',

screamed the man, with tearful eyes,

to the deity above.

 

And so it was that very night

his lover did return.

To his arms and to their bed,

together they did turn.

 

In deepest love and lust and passion

entwined they did fall.

Lost within each other's arms

they danced (in lover's ball). -

 

- Long was the night filled with love.

For them the world was done.

Awoke he did to brightest light,

his woman and life had gone.

 

To his feet he leapt. To the sea he looked.

To the lighthouse on the stone.

The price is paid and from now on

he lives forever alone.

 

Fifty years have passed since then

and not a soul has he seen.

but his woman lives with him still

in every single dream.

 

'Tis sad to hear how young love has died

to know that, alone, someone has cried.

but memories are ours to keep.

To live them again, in our sleep.-

[canislupus]

τα παρακατω παει σε γονεις , γνωστους και συγγενεις γιατι πλεον ειμαστε αυτοι που οι γονεις μας μας λενε να μην κανουμε παρεα. Τι αλλο λοιπον φοβουνται ΚΑΙ ΘΑ ΓΙΝΩ.

 

Κάποτε σ’ είδα στο πέρασμα του αιώνιου κόμβου,

στο καιρό του τρόμου και του αλλόκοτου φόβου,

να διπλώνεσαι, ν’ ανησυχείς και να τρομάζεις

και πριν καλάρουν οι μέρες το σκασμό να βγάζεις.

 

να μι' άπ' τα ίδια κι οι βρώμικοι κύκλοι

γαβγίζουν οι άνθρωποι σκιάζονται οι σκύλοι

θρηνούν μανάδες και που να ξαποστάσεις

οταν στη μνήμη σου μακραίνουν οι αποστάσεις

έτσι σκηνοθετούν το σήμερα άκριτοι κοσμοκράτορες

βαρέθηκα τα έγκυρα-είναι ολοι προβοκάτορες

που πιάνονται απ'το φόβο σου και φτιάχνουν ιστορίες

κι ενάντια στους άπιστους στήνουν σταυροφορίες

από χορτασμένους με το ίδιο ήθος και παράστημα

που θα εξοντώνουν όσα τους μοιάζουν άσχημα

έτσι κι εγώ αφού σκιάζεσαι ξανά σε φτύνω

ψάχνω λοιπόν ότι φοβάσαι για να γίνω

 

γίνομαι τάφος ανταρτη στο Ιράκ

και μοιρολόι στην Παλαιστίνη

τυφλόσ στη Βοσνία-Ερζεγοβίνη

πεινασμένος ιθαγενης στο Μεξικό

χίλιεσ επεξηγήσεις για το φόβο σου στο λεξικό

μοναχός στο Θιβέτ – κι aboriginal στην Αυστραλία,

τζαμί καμένο από φασίστες στην Ιταλία·

εθελοντής γιατρός απ’ την Αβάνα

και παιδί στην Τεχεράνη απ’ ανύπαντρη μάνα·

νεκρός κι άταφος δάσκαλος στη Σομαλία,

κυνηγημένος τούρκος συγγραφέας στη Γαλλία,

εργάτης στα πετρέλαια στη Βενεζουέλα

και στο Μπέλφαστ μια ματωμένη φανέλα·

βραζιλιάνος με 8 σφαίρες στο κεφάλι στο Λονδίνο

- τι άλλο φοβάσαι, πες μου, και θα γίνω.

Εγώ που κάνω όνειρα κι έχω πολλά ωραία να χάσω

κάνω και την αρχή – δε γουστάρω να ησυχάσω.

 

Τι άλλο φοβάσαι, πες μου, και θα γίνω

κι ας έχω τόσα πολλά κι ωραία να χάσω.

Κι ούτε στιγμή μη ρωτάς τι θα απογίνω,

μου φτάνει που δε γουστάρω να ησυχάσω

(που είμαι εδώ και θέλω τη φωνη σου να χαλάσω – πες μου, τι άλλο φοβάσαι)

Θα γίνω χρήστης που παλεύει για τη σωτηρία,

διψασμένος πρόσφυγας από τη Νιγηρία,

σαρίκι τυλιγμένο σε περήφανο κεφάλι

και μασάτι από αφρικάνικο ατσάλι.

Σφαγμένο θηλυκό απ’ τους γονείς του στην Κίνα

κι ορφανό σε φαβέλα που πεθαίνει απ’ την πείνα.

 

Τι άλλο φοβάσαι πες μου και θα γίνω…

Αλγερινός που ξημερώνεται σε γαλλικά λιμάνια

και μάτια που κοιτούν από πασαμοντάνια·

τούρκος αναλφάβητος που ζει στο Γκάζι

και μορφωμένος Αλβανός που σε τρομάζει·

στο τοίχος της ντροπής stencil απ’ τον Banksy

κι ο εφιάλτης σου πριν να χαράξει.

 

Πες μου, τι άλλο φοβάσαι και θα γίνω…

 

 

και αν θελει καποιος να το ακουσει :

Edited September 23, 2009 by canislupus

[panselinos]

Για όλους εμάς που κάναμε στα ξένα ...

 

[canislupus]

επισης στον αρη, το αγαπημενο του κομματι.μας αφησε πολυ νωρις.

 

Άμα δεις τα παιδιά πες ένα γεια

πριν αρχίσουν τελειώσανε όλα

Δεν θα ψάξει κανείς ούτε οι γονείς

εγώ ήρθα και φεύγω αφανής

 

Άμα δεις τα παιδιά πες ένα γεια

γιατί ο κόσμος δεν ήταν για μένα

Ήταν πόρτες κλειστές και δικαστές

ήταν κρύο βροχή μια σκληρή εποχή

που κανείς τους δεν είχε ψυχή

 

Άμα δεις τα παιδιά,

πες τους μόνο ένα γεια

από κάποιον που ήτανε μόνος

Είχε κάτι να πει,

μα σ' αυτή τη σιωπή

δεν υπήρξε γι' αυτόν λίγος χρόνος

 

Άμα δεις τα παιδιά πες ένα γεια

από μένα και μην εξηγήσεις

Μια κουβέρτα ψιλή σ' ένα κελί

που το κλείδωσαν τόσοι πολλοί

 

Άμα δεις τα παιδιά πες ένα γεια

σε αγάπες που μ' έχουν ξεχάσει

Είναι άγριος καιρός κι είμαι μικρός

έχω ζήσει πολλά κι η ζωή μου κυλά

με το θάνατο που μου πουλά

 

Άμα δεις τα παιδιά

πες τους μόνο ένα γεια

από κάποιον που ήτανε μόνος

Είχε κάτι να πει

μα σ' αυτή τη σιωπή

δεν υπήρξε γι' αυτόν λίγος χρόνος

 

Δεν υπήρξε γι' αυτόν λίγος χρόνος

[Δανάη]

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"The Voice - Celtic woman"

 

I hear your voice on the wind

And I hear you call out my name

 

"Listen, my child," you say to me

"I am the voice of your history

Be not afraid, come follow me

Answer my call, and I'll set you free"

 

I am the voice in the wind and the pouring rain

I am the voice of your hunger and pain

I am the voice that always is calling you

I am the voice, I will remain

 

I am the voice in the fields when the summer's gone

The dance of the leaves when the autumn winds blow

Ne'er do I sleep thoughout all the cold winter long

I am the force that in springtime will grow

 

I am the voice of the past that will always be

Filled with my sorrow and blood in my fields

I am the voice of the future, bring me your peace

Bring me your peace, and my wounds, they will heal

 

I am the voice in the wind and the pouring rain

I am the voice of your hunger and pain

I am the voice that always is calling you

I am the voice

 

I am the voice of the past that will always be

I am the voice of your hunger and pain

I am the voice of the future

I am the voice, I am the voice

I am the voice, I am the voice

[panselinos]

The Sisters of Mercy -- 1959

 

 

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Shakespeare's Sister-Stay

 

**************************

* Stay *

* by Shakespear's Sister *

* *

**************************

 

if this world is wearing thin

and you're thinking of escape

i'll go anywhere with you

just wrap me up in chains

but if you try to go out alone

don't think i'll understand

 

stay with me

stay with me

 

in the silence of your room

in the darkness of your dreams

you must only think of me

there can be no in-betweens

when your pride is on the floor

i'll make you beg for more

 

stay with me

stay with me

 

you'd better hope and pray

that you make it safe

back to your own world

you'd better hope and pray

that you wake one day

in your own world

'cuz when you sleep at night

they don't hear your cries

in your own world

only time will tell

if you can break the spell

back in your own world

 

stay with me

stay with me

(repeats til end)

[JUSTINE]

Φοβερό κομάτι!

 

Shakespeare's Sister-Stay

 

**************************

* Stay *

* by Shakespear's Sister *

* *

**************************

 

if this world is wearing thin

and you're thinking of escape

i'll go anywhere with you

just wrap me up in chains

but if you try to go out alone

don't think i'll understand

 

stay with me

stay with me

 

in the silence of your room

in the darkness of your dreams

you must only think of me

there can be no in-betweens

when your pride is on the floor

i'll make you beg for more

 

stay with me

stay with me

 

you'd better hope and pray

that you make it safe

back to your own world

you'd better hope and pray

that you wake one day

in your own world

'cuz when you sleep at night

they don't hear your cries

in your own world

only time will tell

if you can break the spell

back in your own world

 

stay with me

stay with me

(repeats til end)