Besedila:
Ghost Of A Thousand Bright Lights

mind the hopes that you have will all be better of lost. Get ready. Float me in a barrel down the river. Turn your bright lights on. Bright lights, drifting

was, remember? Coney Isle, glistening and glimmering Rising bright, drenched with light See it smile, beckon and shimmering All agleam like a dream

had inherited so deeply. The last pain he had ever caused is to the only woman that had ever loved him...) Bright light is calling me upward. (A ghost

had inherited so deeply. The last pain he had ever caused is to the only woman that had ever loved him...) Bright light is calling me upward. (A ghost

a message when you kill a ***** third cousin Niece, nephew, they gonna need Tef' too This'll a go in and out they chest like a breath do You Clay Aiken

With their hunger and their pain And the weaknesses that cripple them Again and again Invent a splendid party Where the dreams can be won And with bright flashing lights

send a message when you kill a nigga third cousin Niece, nephew, they gonna need Tef' too This'll a go in and out they chest like a breath do You Clay

Of Draconian design A love that never dies Nefarious silhouettes to rise When stars fall pale And to drown back in Her eyes Is to madden ghosts within To unhinge a thousand

read it on a sign somewhere in Port of Spain (29. 4. 2000) I remember a bright-blue-colonial building For me it looked like the entrance to paradise A place full of smiling people, a