Last Chance To Evacuate Planet Earth Before It Is Recycled

If you fall asleep with me
you can dream and drowse
the minutes turn to hours
We could climb a tree or two
and watch the sun go down
upon our sleepy town

After all the time I spent with you
summer went away
and we just weren't the same
It's just you and me alone
not grown ups but not kids
you kissed me on the lips

© Porcupine tree

Stormy weather

Don't know why
There's no sun up in the sky
Stormy weather
Since my man and I ain't together
Keeps raining all the time

Life is bare
Gloom and misery everywhere
Stormy weather
Just can't get my poor old self together
I'm weary all the time, the time
So weary all of the time

When he went away
The blues walked in and met me
If he stays away, old rocking chair will get me
All I do is pray
The lord above will let me
Walk in the sun once more

Can't go on
Everything I had is gone
Stormy weather
Since my man and I ain't together
Keeps raining all the time
Keeps raining all of the time

When he went away
The blues walked in and met me
If he stays away, old rocking chair will get me
All I do is pray
The lord above will let me
Walk in the sun once more

Can't go on
Everything I had is gone
Stormy weather
Since my man and I ain't together
Keeps raining all the time, the time
Keeps raining all the time

© Billie Holliday

Blue eyes

Blue eyes
Baby’s got blue eyes
Like a deep blue sea
On a blue, blue day
Blue eyes
Baby’s got blue eyes
When the morning comes
I’ll be far away
And I say

Blue eyes
Holding back the tears
Holding back the pain
Baby’s got blue eyes
And she’s alone again

Blue eyes
Baby’s got blue eyes
Like a clear blue sky
Watching over me
Blue eyes
I love blue eyes
When I’m by her side
Where I long to be
I will see

Blue eyes laughing in the sun
Laughing in the rain
Baby’s got blue eyes
And I am home, and I am home again

© Elton John

Tiny bubbles

Tiny bubbles in the wine,
make me happy, make me feel fine,
tiny bubbles make me warm all over
with a feeling that I'm gonna love you 'til the end of time.

So here's to the golden moon,
and here's to the silver sea,
and mostly here's a toast to you and me

Tiny bubbles in the wine,
make me happy, make me feel fine,
tiny bubbles make me warm all over
with a feeling that I'm gonna love you 'til the end of time.

Tiny bubbles in the wine,
make me happy, make me feel fine,
tiny bubbles make me warm all over
with a feeling that I'm gonna love you 'til the end of time.

With a feeling that I'm gonna love you 'til the end of time

© Don Ho

Ao longe o mar

Porto calmo de abrigo
De um futuro maior
Porventura perdido
No presente temor
Não faz muito sentido
Não esperar o melhor
Vem da névoa saindo
A promessa anterior
Quando avistei ao longe o mar
Ali fiquei
Parado a olhar

Sim, eu canto a vontade
Canto o teu despertar
E abraçando a saudade
Canto o tempo a pasar
Quando avistei ao longe o mar
Ali fiquei
Parado a olhar
Quando avistei ao longe o mar
Sem querer deixei-me ali ficar

© Madredeus

The path of thorns

I knew you wanted to tell me
In your voice there was something wrong
But if you would turn your face away from me
You cannot tell me you’re so strong

Just let me ask of you one small thing
As we have shared so many tears
With fervor our dreams we planned a whole life long
Now are scattered on the wind...

In the terms of endearment
In the terms of the life that you love
In the terms of the years that pass you by
In the terms of the reasons why

Through the years I’ve grown to love you
Though your commitment to most would offend
But I stuck by you holding on with my foolish pride
Waiting for you to give in...

You never really tried or so it seems
I’ve had more than myself to blame
I’ve had enough of trying everything
And this time it is the end...

In the terms of endearment
In the terms of the life that you love
In the terms of the years that pass you by
In the terms of the reasons why

There’s no more coming back this way
The path is overgrown and strewn with thorns
They’ve torn the life-blood from your naked eyes
Cast aside to be forlorn...

In the terms of endearment
In the terms of the life that you love
In the terms of the years that pass you by
In the terms of the reasons why

Funny, how it seems that all I’ve tried to do
Seemed to make no difference to you at all...

© Sarah McLachlan

Travel

Melodic stanzas
Are symphonizing their way
Through your weary head
To feed your distrust
And fill its mouth with the desire
to soulfully be one with your creation

Not a subject to control
You call upon a higher power
For help and inspiration

The crowd waits
And turns their faces
Towards you expectantly
You give them what they need
But their useless criticism
Makes you die
A bit more inside

Not a subject to control
You call upon a higher power
For help and inspiration

Oh, I swoon
While loudspeakers play soft music

Leaning
Over your fourtieth masterpiece
You must have loved
The colour of these violins

I wish I knew you
Your fit of insanity makes me sad

I wish you knew
Your music was to stay forever
And I hope...

I have no clue
If you know how much it matters
And I hope...

© The Gathering