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Maraton

Kai tääkin maraton on tavallaan tää jolta mä juuri palailen
Niin koville se otti et vieläkään itseni ole en
Sun reittis kulkee nelkytkaksi kilsaa keskellä saaristomaisemaa
 
Mun omani mun pään sisällä, sinne mutkia laittaa saa
 
Kaikki hyvin tänä aamuna
Kaikki hyvin tänä aamuna
Painan käden mihin mua koskee ja se lakkaa
Pitkän aikaa odotin voimiani takaisin
 
Huomenna kun oon koossa taas mä huolehdin itsestä paremmin
Meen shiatsuun ja ravintolaan
Mä en jaksais juosta samaa, loppumatkasta varmasti kuolisin
Sä palaat maratoniltas enkä mä oo enää sekaisin
 
Kaikki hyvin tänä aamuna
Kaikki hyvin tänä aamuna
Painan käden mihin mua koskee ja se lakkaa
 
Kaikki hyvin tänä aamuna
Kaikki hyvin tänä aamuna
Painan käden mihin mua koskee ja se lakkaa
 
Pitkän aikaa odotin voimiani takaisin
Pitkän aikaa odotin voimiani takaisin
Pitkän aikaa odotin voimiani takaisin
Pitkän aikaa odotin voimiani takaisin
 

Enemmän sanat lyrics artistin: Iisa


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People In Love

People in love do funny things
Walk under buses and burn their wings
People like us do nothing right
Talk to the ceiling into the night
 
Look at the smile in her eyes
I knew I was right in my bones
I feel the turnin' of wheels as it grows
Look at my face in her eyes
Am I right, am I wrong
She's given me butterflies all along
 
Ooh sitting alone in the dark
Ooh feeling you close to me
We're in a dream
But the hands on the clock seem to know
Tell me it's time to go
 
People in love play silly games
Running in circles and everywhere
People like us can make believe
Love is forever and I'll never be
 
Ooh sitting alone in the dark
Ooh feeling you close to me
We're in a dream
But the hands on the clock seem to know
Tell us it's time to go
 

Lilies

Again tonight I sang a song, a prayer if you will
Fell to the floor on blackened knees, and all the trees fell still
Pressed my hands between my thighs, and poured the thistle milk
Begged the thunderbolts to strike and mark me as alive
 
Oh the lilies on the hill
Oh the lilies on the hill
Oh the lilies on the hill
Scented the light
 
And so I finished up my prayer, rose slowly and I stared
But I was empty as a grave and ghostless was the air
Lay back to bed and dulled my eyes and searched those fruitless skies
Again begged the thunderbolt to strike to mark me or else I would die
 
Oh, the lilies on the hill
Oh, the lilies on the hill
Oh, the lilies on the hill
Scented the night
 
And in the seconds before sleep
And in the second before sleep
Did I believe what I did see?
Did I believe what came to me?
 
Appeared the figure of a man
Waving upon the hill
To the window I ran
And saw what he had sent
Children of a private world
To be conceived in milk
A hundred marching to my door
All bringing dreams to drink
 
Thank God I'm alive!
Thank God I'm alive!
 
Oh, the lilies on the hill
Oh, the lilies on the hill
Oh, the lilies on the hill
Scented the night
 

Hungry

I hear the ticking on the clock
Counting everyday I've been alone
How long before you're coming back?
If I don't see your face, I'll turn to stone
 
Can't keep holding on this way
Can't go on another day
Can't you hear me when I say...
 
[Chorus:]
Girl I'm hungry, for your love
Girl I'm hungry, baby let me in
Hungry, for your love
Hungry, I can't get enough
 
Your love's the color of my heart
When I look in your eyes, everything's so clear
So still together when we're apart
I begin to die unless you're here
 
Can't keep holding on this way
Can't go on another day
Can't you hear me when I say...
 
[Chorus:]
Girl I'm hungry, for your love
Girl I'm hungry, baby let me in
Hungry, for your love
Hungry, I can't get enough
 
I lie awake all night
Can't stop remembering
You've got to make it right
I can't hold it in
 
[Solo]
 
HUNGRY!!!!
 
I hear the ticking on the clock
Counting everyday I've been alone...
Hungry
 
[Chorus:]
I'm hungry, for your love
Girl I'm hungry, I can't get enough
Hungry, for your skin
Hungry, baby let me in
Hungry, for your love
Hungry!!!
I'm hungry, for your love
Hungry... Oh no!!!!
Hungry!!!!
 

“Am. Amen!”

Embroidered, entangled, and engendered into thy ethereal essence
Lifteth and parteth an immense joy of pursuit that invadeth with a fluorescence
Ornamented and orbed in the omnipotent dew of loving life that is worth the second
Spent in cold callous controversy that bringeth us, adventurers, closer to death’s mawe.
How hath the starry steeple destined me? How have my frivolous fates been reckoned
Within thee, Mother Truth? The sleuth’s silent suffering is to seek thee out in a land of law
That defieth thine own being whole, hollowed, in merity . . . Wherefore have the godheads
In the majestic magnificence mangled the minds of men such? I spread the seeds on the bed
Of rosy, glazen-eyed doubt and prepare myself for what methinks shall be the fruitless wait
Of hope for thee and thy sweet suffocating smiling poison. The truth that thou art the great
Art that ‘scapeth me in every elegant turn. Airy and wide thou wendest free while I may merely
Pretend that I have some peace to defend. On the ramparts of my prescripted fall I eerily
Make my stand. Art thou plural?. Art thou infinite within me contradictory? Visages of confusion
To raze my empire of antiquated certainty. Aye. You are. And to ye, enraptured cryptic delusion,
I have been enthralled wickedly to the aged perpetuity of your selfish smoke. How it arc’th in my
Earliest perplex complications. I never whiffed a puff of that putrefying smoke but it annihilateth
My whole soul with the sole goal of careless conquest and dominion over what sleepeth in sky.
Sky of my desires and of funeral pyres and hateful fires and my native spires. How you inspire.
Under the force that is in thee, individual concrete callous fact, I am driven to endlessly perspire
As a madman with the certainty of water only to meet thy brother fire? Why must you, children,
Leave my soul here to expire? I hear ye in the soporific swelling of a swallow or weeping wren
And am led to pursue some sense of strange zen. Methinks I cannot love ye all with isonomy
And thusly I scoop up my scattered shards of shrapnel soul and set them on one heteronomy.
The heteronomy of me as it may be. So may I be as it should. For all, I have . . . Am. Amen!