One Hundred Years The Cure Lyrics
It was robert smith. Artist/Band: The Cure |. Echoes round the sweating bed. For Something Better. Sour yellow sounds inside my head. And crawled across the mirror. Gives my hands the shapes of angels. I think it is the most powerful song of The Cure. Der Refrain 'Es fühlt sich an wie einhundert Jahre' deutet darauf hin, dass es sich für die Person so anfühlt, als würde sie in einer endlosen Spirale von Versagen, Angst, Schmerz und Ungewissheit leben, in der nichts wirklich jemals besser wird. Sie kümmert sich um andere und versucht, Trost zu finden, wenn sie sich an die alten Tage erinnert. The Real Housewives of Atlanta The Bachelor Sister Wives 90 Day Fiance Wife Swap The Amazing Race Australia Married at First Sight The Real Housewives of Dallas My 600-lb Life Last Week Tonight with John Oliver. One Hundred Years / The Hanging Garden by The Cure (Single, Gothic Rock): Reviews, Ratings, Credits, Song list. Aching inside me and turn me round just like the old days. I think about tomorrow.
One Hundred Years Lyrics
With teeth of madness. My memory in a fire. Stroking Your Hair As The Patriots Are Shot. An impression of sound. Sharing The World With Slaughtered Pigs. The Cure Singles Tournament: The Final! The bats all cry out from the rafters. A day without substance.
Words For The Song One Hundred Years
I laughed in the mirror for the first time in a year. I was cold as I mouthed the words. A scream tears my clothes as the figurines tighten.
The Cure One Hundred Years Lyrics
Caressing the old man. Compartiendo el mundo con cerdos degollados. Please, love me, meet my mother, but the fear takes hold. Just a falling bird. "Bela lugosi has died and now all of his bats will meet death too. " I have my own thoughts about this song, but I am interesting in how you understand it's lyrics? I don't need you any more. One hundred years lyrics. A hundred other words blind me with your purity. Der Song beschreibt, wie eine Person versucht, sich in einer Welt voller Unsicherheit und Angst zu behaupten. Posted by 2 years ago. And you never say a word.
Dancing on a beach of stone. Meet my mother, But the fear takes hold. Your back was turned. It seems like a hundred years. Held for one moment I remember a song. The atmosphere rots with time. The old man cracks with age. I will never be clean again. Album Lyrics: Paris [Live] [1993]. Help us to improve mTake our survey!
You will notice that the song goes from Cm to B.