Song | Morning Glory (2012) |
Artist | Lacrimosa |
Album | Heute Nacht |
[00:04.66] | Morning Glory |
[00:16.89] | Those ******* birds are singing again |
[00:21.62] | It's early morning,much too late and I'm wasted again |
[00:27.03] | A Single Malt, a last cigarette |
[00:31.47] | And then I rather should be going to bed |
[00:35.65] | One last tango on the dance-floor of my mind |
[00:40.05] | A little often I'm crying deep inside |
[00:44.30] | The morning takes this night that was so long |
[00:48.76] | while I am singing in the tower of song |
[01:10.06] | Morning glory |
[01:13.22] | For those who do not need to weep |
[01:19.55] | But not for me; I'm into - I'm into me |
[01:28.04] | I was closing her eyes on me |
[01:32.33] | Loneliness won't leave me alone |
[01:36.61] | My heart, my heart falls like a stone |
[01:54.26] | By this time they might be naked in the showers |
[01:58.50] | By this time they wash them clean from my insult |
[02:02.84] | By this time I'm just a yesterday's man |
[02:07.33] | Still I'm praising, just like I would be the fan |
[02:12.68] | Can someone out there shoot those birds for me? |
[02:16.12] | Can someone tell me what do you feel? |
[02:20.72] | All you people without *******s of desire |
[02:24.81] | Please come in and kill my always burning fire |
[02:45.72] | Morning glory |
[02:49.97] | For those who do not need to weep |
[02:55.42] | But not for me; I'm into... |
[03:03.82] | I was closing her eyes on me |
[03:08.40] | Loneliness won't leave alone |
[03:12.70] | My heart, my heart falls like a stone |
[03:21.43] | I can’t bring the ghost that holds me |
[03:25.67] | Try to being hard - how |
[03:30.50] | How – how – how can love be nightmare? |
[03:55.94] | I can’t bring the ghost that holds me |
[04:00.29] | Try to being hard - how |
[04:04.58] | How – how – how can love be nightmare? |
[04:10.19] | Close her eyes on me… |
[04:21.18] | Those ******* birds are singing again |
[04:25.78] | It's early morning, much too late and I'm wasted again |
[04:31.23] | A single malt, a cigarette. |
[04:35.42] | And then I rather should be going to bed... |
[04:39.19] | Lacrimosa forever |
[00:04.66] | Morning Glory |
[00:16.89] | Those birds are singing again |
[00:21.62] | It' s early morning, much too late and I' m wasted again |
[00:27.03] | A Single Malt, a last cigarette |
[00:31.47] | And then I rather should be going to bed |
[00:35.65] | One last tango on the dancefloor of my mind |
[00:40.05] | A little often I' m crying deep inside |
[00:44.30] | The morning takes this night that was so long |
[00:48.76] | while I am singing in the tower of song |
[01:10.06] | Morning glory |
[01:13.22] | For those who do not need to weep |
[01:19.55] | But not for me I' m into I' m into me |
[01:28.04] | I was closing her eyes on me |
[01:32.33] | Loneliness won' t leave me alone |
[01:36.61] | My heart, my heart falls like a stone |
[01:54.26] | By this time they might be naked in the showers |
[01:58.50] | By this time they wash them clean from my insult |
[02:02.84] | By this time I' m just a yesterday' s man |
[02:07.33] | Still I' m praising, just like I would be the fan |
[02:12.68] | Can someone out there shoot those birds for me? |
[02:16.12] | Can someone tell me what do you feel? |
[02:20.72] | All you people without s of desire |
[02:24.81] | Please come in and kill my always burning fire |
[02:45.72] | Morning glory |
[02:49.97] | For those who do not need to weep |
[02:55.42] | But not for me I' m into... |
[03:03.82] | I was closing her eyes on me |
[03:08.40] | Loneliness won' t leave alone |
[03:12.70] | My heart, my heart falls like a stone |
[03:21.43] | I can' t bring the ghost that holds me |
[03:25.67] | Try to being hard how |
[03:30.50] | How how how can love be nightmare? |
[03:55.94] | I can' t bring the ghost that holds me |
[04:00.29] | Try to being hard how |
[04:04.58] | How how how can love be nightmare? |
[04:10.19] | Close her eyes on me |
[04:21.18] | Those birds are singing again |
[04:25.78] | It' s early morning, much too late and I' m wasted again |
[04:31.23] | A single malt, a cigarette. |
[04:35.42] | And then I rather should be going to bed... |
[04:39.19] | Lacrimosa forever |