…for themselves, to stay, or be interested in everything, they are like childs, I have a different life. You really have to focus on your own work, its not publishing house or any press, which is fun, you are responsible of your tasks, in a legal field.…

…, but all the others have the education adn they have learned to run, to the better places, since it should be the one same face, you need to stand for a long time. There is really no winners, its just a way of life, which…

…You all bet to people new sicknesses, you finance of the life, bill of black magic, you all play with patiences lifes, its just the salary and the fun, your love. You all come from the north, you like to concentrate…

…An old cowpoke went riding out one dark and windy day Along the ridge he rested as he went along his way When all at once a mighty herd of red-eyed cows he saw A-plowing through the ragged brush and up the cloudy draw…

…with the lonely city lights that shine in the coffee house Slowly he lights up a cigaret It seems like his only way to hate He shakes of some ashes from his smoke that lights up all the crowd Ignored just because of his…

…No one can hurt you now In this haven safe and sound No one can save you now From this grace you are drowning in Just hold your breath on your way down This fortress of tears I've built from my fears for you This…

…train they call the City of New Orleans I'll be gone 500 miles when the day is done Dealin′ cards with the old men in the club car Penny a point, ain't no one keepin′ score Pass the paper bag that holds the bottle And…

…times, under the spanish sun. When I was young and wild, and wanted only take the sun. Laying by the beach, near costa del sol highway, sitting at your new car, trying to find a way back, to the airport, after being on the beach, drinking some sangria, and having some fun, and time in the cafeterias.…

…We are falling down so slowly In small pieces like your kingdom of glass We've been waiting for so long And this is just a beginning I hear your thin voice calling from the mist A distant siren awakens me from sleep…