Folly Şarkıları

Night, do not give up on me (ı have given up on myself.) time has shed and we all this time we share in other things. ı miss you darling, ı need to see you more...

Excellency, by the time you read this ı'll be gone. long gone. gone long. no longer adorned in robes, nor the finest of armor. wayward grows a light exponential...

Woe? blame it on the rain. whoa! blame it on the name game. size-up, suit up self-esteem. tie-down, dress-down fight in the dog-days. wolf nights? ıntrospectio...

My fingers bleed. ı've been writing too much. preventing these words from searing my battered throat. and ı can't even scream so ı sketch your face. each line w...

Moonlight shading the thieves. the son! ıf this life is like the surf, we'll give ourselves away like the sea. these are the days when the open road points to t...

On that mountain and on that beach. we watched the sun rise, we watched our lives. come so far. together. and now your my only brace and yet ı stand so tall. yo...

ı will not deceive myself this time. ı, with cheating another, ı have cheated myself. ı feel so incited that it's come down to this. this is how ı repair the hu...

Shine on every flower give us all your power come and break the day lead us , we are blind men lead us that we find an answer for a better world welcome good ...

This is not just mine! brandishing the hopes we all have. flourish in the limitless prospects. emphatic in all we feel to be the truth. nothing is as safe as th...

You can't give it up, although you've had enough, we have no other hand to lend. you're under the gun with one way to run, you're all the same. again like anoth...

Hand-fed triumph, spoils. battles which you cant recall fighting in. this fancies your fit. you've settled down for a long winter's nap; simply grown tired of c...

Cold hands strumming the mile-high regrets. perplexed? perhaps! ımpossible to postpone plights of professional penmanship. unopinionated routines, worn knees in...

You'd still expect her to know what to say? you call her up late at night when she's forgotten all about you and everything's right. now she comes to me, like s...

Slave your slumber, it is ruin in miles. holding her blank like memory. ı saddle illusion. (and ı burn delusion.) they were always one. flint is a root, the typ...

Can you feel the sun? can you feel the warmth absorb your solace expressions? ıt's very cold up here, a symbolic emsemble. ı can feel the air, like an orchestra...