Your colour-blind eyes Confuse the sights The sights and sounds of Your lonely little prison The fireworks flicker on The television My sweet precious runaway Oh say you'll stay She hums a quiet song An erotic melody she runs, runs, runs With dreams of being free My sweet precious runaway My sweet precious runaway Oh say you'll stay Oh little fugitive Where will you go Your daddy's long gone And your mother doesn't know That you're a Sweet precious runaway You're a sweet precious runaway Oh say you're ok, ok...
Well these images must be of the southern lands of Iberia, thats certainly what it looks like to me. And thats the lands where i met her, her skin white from lack of the sun decorated by a mesh of tattoos and dedicated scarification. She looked to me to be lost, i was in total denial that in fact the runaway was me and that this was her home, what else could i be doing out there? It's baffeling the extent to which we can delude ourselves in regard to such things. So like a fool i extended my hand, and she led me to hell, and she broke my faith, and chaos eternal gave me no answer only endless further questions. It's a true story you know, though i don't think there will be any more of that sort of thing now i am more mature a part of me wishes i still had it in me to embark on subversive, surrealist (mis)adventures i know that both within and without i just don't have the potential anymore. To older eyes the world just dosn't contain the same magic. But i can certainly allow myself a little nostalgia.
Your colour-blind eyes
Confuse the sights
The sights and sounds of
Your lonely little prison
The fireworks flicker on
The television
My sweet precious runaway
Oh say you'll stay
She hums a quiet song
An erotic melody
she runs, runs, runs
With dreams of being free
My sweet precious runaway
My sweet precious runaway
Oh say you'll stay
Oh little fugitive
Where will you go
Your daddy's long gone
And your mother doesn't know
That you're a
Sweet precious runaway
You're a sweet precious runaway
Oh say you're ok, ok...
Gracias!!!😃😃
Grazie
Thanks.
pure beauty! there are no words...
One of their best
This tune is so precious to my heart. Thanks !
Just the best. Haven't ever tired of this loveliness, never will. Your band is a sort of heart and soul
Podría reconocer ese desierto con los ojos cerrados
Every second is a beauty b&w photograph
Love you guys... See you soon in Paris
P&L from Tunisia
genial
Magnifico, the lyrics and the visual, ive tripped on it on acid before, it gets to my core
Wonderful !!!
Luv
love 愛 ❗️
Awsome!!!
Nice!!!
Well these images must be of the southern lands of Iberia, thats certainly what it looks like to me. And thats the lands where i met her, her skin white from lack of the sun decorated by a mesh of tattoos and dedicated scarification. She looked to me to be lost, i was in total denial that in fact the runaway was me and that this was her home, what else could i be doing out there? It's baffeling the extent to which we can delude ourselves in regard to such things. So like a fool i extended my hand, and she led me to hell, and she broke my faith, and chaos eternal gave me no answer only endless further questions.
It's a true story you know, though i don't think there will be any more of that sort of thing now i am more mature a part of me wishes i still had it in me to embark on subversive, surrealist (mis)adventures i know that both within and without i just don't have the potential anymore. To older eyes the world just dosn't contain the same magic. But i can certainly allow myself a little nostalgia.
LoVE from Morocco
Are you going to come to Spain someday?Love the underground yooouth!!!!
TUNE!!
Fucking brilliant.
nice...
If you truly feel this song, watch Ida by Pawel Pawlikowski (2013).
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superskaia vesh
Lyrics? please!
Craving some black jelly beans right about now.
Black !
Not Greek to me . Was expecting something else .