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JESSICA LOWNDES lyrics

In All My Dreams I Drown

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Hello? Is anyone there? The ship, it swayed, heave ho, heave ho, On the dark and stormy blue, And I held tight to the Captain's might As he pulled up his trews. "You haven't slept," heave ho, he said, "In many suns and moons." "Oh, I will sleep when we reach shore," "And pray we get there soon." He said, "Now hush love, here's your gown." "There's the bed, lantern's down." But I don't want to go to sleep; in all my dreams, I drown. The Captain howled "Heave ho, heave ho" And tied me up with sheets "A storm is brewing in the South" "It's time to go to sleep" His berth, it rocks, heave ho, heave ho The ocean gnashed and moaned Like Jona will be swallowed whole And spat back teeth and bones He said, "Now hush love, here's your gown." "There's the bed, lantern's down." "But I don't want to go to sleep; in all my dreams, I drown." "Captain! Captain! I will do your chores I will warm your cot at night And mop your cabin floors Scold me, hold me I'll be yours to keep The only thing I beg of you Don't make me go to sleep" The sky it flashed, heave ho, heave ho, His pillow toed to the brink. The curtains ran between my legs as we began to sink. I closed my eyes, heave ho, heave ho, As the ship was rent and fell. Eddies in the water headed to the mouth of Hell "Hush now, hush love, here's your gown." "There's the bed, lantern's down." "I'm begging you please wake me up In all my dreams I...."

Cradle Song (Brahms' Lullaby)

FRANK SINATRA "Night and Day"
Lullaby and good night, with roses bestride, With lilies bedecked. 'neath Baby's sweet bed. May thou sleep, may thou rest, may thy slumber be blest. May thou sleep, may thou rest, may thy slumber be blest. Lullaby and good night, thy mother's delight. Bright angels around, my darling, shall guard. They will guide thee from harm, thou art safe in my arms. They will guide thee from harm, thou art safe in my arms. (and these are the original words of Brahms in German) Guten Abend, gut' nacht! Mit Rosen bedacht, Mit N„glein besteckt schl乸f unter die Deck'! Morgen Fr乭, wenn Got will, wirst du wieder geweckt, Morgen Fr乭, wenn Got will, wirst du wieder geweckt, Guten Abend, gut' nacht! Von Englein bewacht, Die zeigen in Traum, dir Christkindlein's baum. Schlaf' num selig und suss, schau' in Traum's Paradies, Schlaf' num selig und suss, schau' in Traum's Paradies. (without poetic embellishments, this is the direct translationof Brahms) Good evening, good night, covered with roses, With tiny fingernails hidden, slipping under the blankets, Tomorrow morning, if God wills, you will wake again. Tomorrow morning, if God wills, you will wake again. God evening, good night, watched over by tiny angels, Who show the little Christ Child's tree in dreams, Sleep now, blessed and sweet, look at dream's paradise. Sleep now, blessed and sweet, look at dream's paradise.

Captain Jack

BILLY JOEL "Piano Man"
Saturday night and you're still hangin' around Tired of livin' in your one-horse town Like to find a little hole in the ground For a while So you go to the village in your tie-dye jeans And you stare at the junkies and the closet queens It's just like some pornographic magazine And you smile Captain Jack will get you high tonight And take you to your special island Captain Jack will get you by tonight Just a little push and you'll be smilin' Your sister's gone out. She's on a date You just sit at home and masturbate The phone is gonna ring soon but you just can't wait For that call So you stand on the corner in you New English clothes And you look so polished from your hair down to your toes But still your finger's gonna pick your nose After all

Entombment Of A Machine (Live)

JOB FOR A COWBOY "Live Ruination"
It breathes. What stands before us is not a machine, it breathes, it will bleed, and it will sleep. Its body is covered in hundreds of wires. The mouth attempts to speak but, Only murmers collapse from its jaws. With only delayed movements from its figure we all begin to strain. My legs weaken at the site of this damanged program, For this program kept you breathing, it kept you alive. These circuits diffused once more. We kneel and we plead for no mourning ahead of us, Entombment of a machine. So sleep, sleep among us and hesitate no more. I saw it die.

The Author

THE ACADEMY IS... "The Academy"
The search has begun, this is page one. Man, meet your maker, I give you The Author. He may seem familiar because he looks like your mirror. You've lied like a lawyer, but don't deny it when you're face to face with demons dancing off mirror images reflecting all that you wanted. So far from perfect, onward we will strive. Take it for what it's worth, this truth that you've realized. You're not who you thought you were, it's time to see the other side of what you have become. Nothing but your single serving selfish chapters of sacrificial moral standards. No stranger to apathy in bold situations, take your time to make it happen. Leave your mirror, and spare your excuse as a self-serving actor. So close to perfect. It's all the same, no face or complexion. You're not worth what you're spending. When you're screaming "Danger, Danger!", don't stop, go on alone. Desperate endeavor, you've got to take it or leave it, if you will. It's not so convincing that you're the only one here who can be like me. The search has begun. Leave your letters, but it won't matter. Take back what is left before your death, but is it really you that they suspect? You take shots, who's the figure before the flame? It's not hard to spark, but it's hard to master. So look for the answer. Single serving selfish chapters on your condition. Lust and liars. So get out, stop dreaming, if you're one for breathing. Sacrificial moral standards of two reflections. Truth and fire, something you'll live for. So close to perfect. It's all you've got, one chance for conviction. Lies fuel fires and your suspect won’t walk. When you're screaming "Danger, danger!" Don't, don’t stop, just go on alone. Desperate endeavor, you’ve got to take it or leave it if you will. (run, run) It's not so convincing that you're the only one who could be like me. From this point on. The way you thought it would all work out... But we've hit Autumn. Just follow the story, the fall of The Author. Just one more year and you'll choose to regret. One on one to repent, your eyes are fading. Sleep alone, sleep alone, sleep alone. Sleep alone.

Double Agent

RUSH "Test For Echo"
Where would you rather be? Anywhere but here When will the time be right? Anytime but now On the edge of sleep, I was driting for half the night Anxious and restless, pressed down by the darkness Bound up and wound up so tight. So tight... So many decisions, a million revisions Caught between darkness and light... Wilderness of mirrors World of polished steel Gears and iron chains Turn the grinding wheel I run between the shadows Some are phantoms, some are real Where would you rather be? Anywhere but here When will the time be right? Anytime but now Where would you rather be? The doubt and the fear I know would all disappear Anywhere but here Anywhere but here... On the edge of sleep, I heard voices behind the door The known and the nameless, familiar and faceless My angels and my demons at wa r At war... Which one will lose depends on what I choose Or maybe which voice I ignore... Wilderness of mirrors Streets of cold desire My precious sense of honour Just a shield of rusty wire I hold against the chaos And the cross of holy fire Wilderness of mirrors So easy to deceive My precious sense of rightness Is sometimes so naive So that which I imagine Is that which I believe On the edge of sleep, I awoke to a sun so bright Rested and fearless, cheered by your nearness I knew which direction was right Was right... The case had been tried by the jury inside The choice between darkness and light... The choice between darkness and light. ¡¡

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