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Z 412 Sawney is a bonny lad.

Sawney is a bonny lad,
But Sawney kens it well,
And Sawney might a boon have had,
But Sawney loves to tell.
He weens that I mun love him soon,
Gin lovers now are rare,
But I'd as lief have none, as one,
Whom twanty share.
 
When anent your love you come,
Ah! Sawney were you true,
What tho' I seem to frown and gloom,
I ne'er could gang from you.
Yet still my tongue, do what I can,
With muckle woe denies,
Wa'es me! when once we like a man,
It boots not to be wise.
 

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Embracing Past

Autumn rain in December
Darkness offers company
Some part of me
Doesn't want to remember
How could I forget?
 
I don't wanna talk about
Of worse or of some better
Why can't we stay?
Like this
Forever
While the rain
Has become so much colder
Embracing past,
It's not gonna last any longer!
 
I keep on thinking,
Thinking its so relieving
To hear how you feel
To know that you're not rejecting me yet
Would you ever think of me?
You know I can't stand when you say so
Oh how much I hate
 
I don't wanna talk about
Of worse or of some better
Why can't we stay?
Like this
Forever
While the rain
Has become so much colder
Embracing past,
It's not gonna last any longer
 

Rolling Along to Pleasure Island

We're rolling along to Pleasure Island
Singing a song of Pleasure Island
Where every day's a happy holiday
 
Where boys are known as little dears
They'd never get whipped in forty years
They don't have to wash behind their ears
Hooray for freedom!
 
We're off to the land of soda fountains,
Circus parades and chocolate mountains
Where there will be no parents to obey
 
So down with school and down with books
And down the teacher's dirty looks
Yo, ho, here we go! Off to Pleasure Isle!
 

Slow Death

I wish that I could find a window
Somewhere to watch the rain go by
I wish the darkness in the city would
find another place to lie

Now that I can't near them scream
They need you here

I wish that I could finis the killer and
wash the blood away from here
A psychopath thats out to get me, under a
city wrapped in fear

I wish that I could wee the forest from
all the 'buildings stood like trees
So when the rain falls down in silence
I hear no terror in the breeze

Listening

See the tension in your face
Feel the nerves when we embrace
What emotions do you hide?
All those years of silent thought
Betrayed by those whose help you sought
Exiled, lost and forced inside
 
If you want me
I will listen to your words
The dreams you have deferred
The battles fought
If it helps you
Take me to those dark extremes
The meaning of your dreams
The way you've thought
Just talk
I'm listening
Just talk
 
I know your tastes in food and wine
But never really what's on your mind
What's going on inside your head?
I hear you say what you can or can't
I'm never sure what it is you want
There's always something left unsaid
 
We ride the waves of joy and fear
I see you on the brink of tears
I never know how you'll react
Then the sudden laughter rings
The sun is shining, life begins
Happiness could be a fact
 
I will listen to your hopes
I will listen to your dreams
Anything you want to be
Believe me
 
I will listen to you now
Then again and all the while
I wanna see you smile again
Oh, yeah
I'm listening