Author: waveofmodulation
my faith doesn’t move mountains; it makes me climb mountains
I want a partner
exactly
friday music
Now the reason we’re here
As man and woman
Is to love each other
Take care of each other
When love walks in the room
Everybody stand up
Oh it’s good, good, good
Like Brigitte Bardot
Now look at the people
In the streets, in the bars
We are all of us in the gutter
But some of us are looking at the stars
Look round the room
Life is unkind
We fall but we keep gettin’ up
Over and over and over and over and over and over
Me and you, every night, every day
We’ll be together always this way
Your eyes are blue like the heavens above
Talk to me darlin’ with a message of love
Now the reason we’re here
Every man, every woman
Is to help each other
Stand by each other
When love walks in the room
Everybody stand up
Oh it’s good, good good
Say i love you, i love you, i love you, i love you, i love you, i love you
Talk to me darlin’
couldn’t have said it better myself
saturday music
friday music
I see a mountain at my gates
I see it more and more each day
And my desire wears a dark dress
But each day I see you less
Oh gimme some time
Show me the foothold from which I can climb
Yeah when I feel low
You show me a signpost for where I should go
Through lanes and stone rows, black granite, wind blows
Fire lake and far flame go now but come again
Dark clouds gather round will I run or stand my ground?
Oh when I come to climb
Show me the mountain so far behind
Yeah it’s farther away
Its shadow gets smaller day after day
Yeah, gimme my way
Gimme my love
Gimme my choice
You keep me coming around
King’s Beach at daybreak
PLAGUE, SOMETIMES
honesty is repulsive
We sit back like they taught us
Why can’t I walk down a street free of suggestion
Why can’t I walk down a street free of suggestion
Is my body my only trait in the eyes of men
In the eyes of men
I’ve got some skin
Do you want to look in
I’ve got some
There lays no reward in what you discover
You spent yourself boy watching me suffer
Suffer your words, suffer your eyes, suffer your hands
Suffer your interpretation of what it is to be a man
I’ve got some skin
You want to look in
I’ve got some
She does nothing to deserve it
He looks at her because he wants to observe it
We sit back like they taught us
We keep quiet like they taught us
He just wants to prove it
She does nothing to remove it
We don’t want anyone to mind us
We play the roles that they assigned us
She does nothing to conceal it
He touches her ’cause he wants to feel it
We blame her for being there
(We’re all here)
(We’re all here)
guilty
wave of modulation 