Rush across the road Leave my heavy load behind It just takes a second to know your mind And do what you've got to do I'll rush across the road to catch
smile An alligator wrestler that chills for a while Hold up, is that a manger at the side of the road Hallucinogenics and ecstasy caps to lighten the load The high road
As was told in tales of old To the city of immortals Marble white and purest gold I see the gods in battle rage on high Thunderbolts across the sky
What is wrong with kids today, oh, all you wanna do is play And all you wanna do is get along Helping people across the road and doing what the hell you
I can see my name written across the sky Ravens started flying, I saw tears in their eyes There was fires in the mountains and storms in the sea Winds in the valley, rushing
cold I'm a igloo cool up as hot as a fire And ain't gone never retire, stay active like a live wire One of the Southside soldier from across the bricks
no water in the engine left No tread upon the tyres The electrics were broke cos you went mad You ripped out all the wires Across the road, a small cafe
damn speeder [f] we rush on 'em hard (bring 'em out dead!) [s] onyx rush on 'em hard (bring 'em out dead!) [sf] bald heads rush on 'em hard (bring '
a witch and I want to go She's a witch and I can't be slow I must rush down the road With my little bags packed down the road I must turn and scream
Music: Mikael Dahl - Lyrics: Mikael Dahl Across a hot and desert land Against the wind of dust and sand Reality seems so far away Under the burning
The strike against the stream hopelessly believing they might swim Here they all come rushing down again Here they all come rushing down again Time has
mama's on the road. She's a latchkey kid before she's even grown. What we really need to do is give the girl a chance. Put her on the road where there
Yeah, I got to do it to you Come on, baby Come with me, sit on the stoop Until it starts to get u loose Girl, I see you across the road, you're looking
worn out on a goddamn road I live to breath more than believe, a reason for this load Is it my own version of a terrifying leap across An unforgiving
The screen door slams, christine's (angelina's) dress waves Like a vision she dances across the porch as the radio plays Roy orbison singing for the lonely
FM love songs Clocked relapse defined by the rpm's of a static heart Reanimated by the rush of eyes and horizon Nothing warms like a road flare when
the red light early in the morning and two or three motherfuckers cross the street. Yo senses heighten, reflexes sharpen vision's enhanced adrenaline flows as they rush across
so bad she couldn't cry He packed his things, walked out the door and drove away And she became the girl from yesterday He took a plane across
