Peter Von Poehl

The Story

whatever happened
to the great escape
the finest enemy
crafted with pride
by monsters on the train
the world is great

to suckers

we have the story
of the impossible
a tale passed on so frail
one of make-belief
maybe impossible

to achieve
and really close

who sew the lion's
hungry in the cage
with the confidance
of a clown
the little man
who rises on the stage
as he falls
without a safety net

Of The Impossible

we have the story
of the impossible
a tale passed on so frail
one of make-belief
maybe impossible

to achieve
and really close

whatever happened
to the great escape
and all the plans we make
crafted with pride
by monsters on the train
the world is great

to suckers

we have the story
of the impossible
a tale passed on so frail
one of make-belief
maybe impossible

to achieve
but oh, so close

Peter Von Poehl

The Bell

tactfuland
discreet
the bell
tolls five

still raining
outside
the bell
tolls five

Tolls Five

still hard
to confine
the bell
tolls five

how much
have we lost
the bell
tolls five

so shall
we go home
the bell
tolls five

Peter Von Poehl

Sometimes Beautiful Things Happen... /// :)

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[ THANKS, DREW ]

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i wish you the best

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[ D. BIDDLE ]

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I Miss

i bury myself
in the leaves to sleep
the sun so strong and rage so deep
i keep waking to find
i've been dreaming again
and the sound of the ocean

is not a plane
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and far away
they talk about me in newspaper columns
they write about me round dinner tables
and cocktail parties, i'm a heroine
and a tragic figure, i'm a heroine
as i'm lying here
beneath my sky

and sometimes
sometimes i cry, sometimes
sometimes i wonder
why we're always coming down
and why we need to touch the ground
and why i didn't keep on heading
right on up to heaven
i miss my sky

My

here from below
the clouds are shadows
not the golden mountains
i used to fly through
here from below
the sky's a painting
in a child's room
with the future waiting
but not for me

i look up at the birds
flying overhead my sentinel's true
but the signals dead
it's been 500 days of hope and sorrow
500 nights with no tomorrow
and the poetry and the best of me
and the heart and the spirit
and the sex of me
all fell into the azure sea

in the tailspin
with the last of me
and my wings and my song
all that i knew is dead and gone
i'm weak and tired
but my will is strong
and my hope lives on
my hope lives on

Sky

but sometimes
sometimes i cry
sometimes
sometimes i wonder
why we're always
coming down
why we need to
touch the ground
Why i didn't
keep on heading
right on
up to heaven
i miss my sky

i miss my sky

Heather Nova /// *

Like

once i thought i saw you
in a crowded hazy bar
dancing on the light
from star to star
far across the moonbeam
i know that's who you are
i saw your brown eyes
turning once to fire

you are like a hurricane
there's calm in your eye
and i'm gettin' blown away
to somewhere safer
where the feeling stays
i want to love you
but i'm getting blown away

A

i am just a dreamer
but you are just a dream
you could have been
anyone to me
before that moment
you touched my lips
that perfect feeling
when time just slips
away between us
on our foggy trip

Hurricane

you are like a hurricane
there's calm in your eye
and i'm gettin' blown away
to somewhere safer
where the feeling stays
i want to love you
but i'm getting blown away

you are just a dreamer
and i am just a dream
you could have been
anyone to me
before that moment
you touched my lips
that perfect feeling
when time just slips
away between us
on our foggy trip

Neil Young /// The Postman Always Rings Twice /// *

Atenção:
Este vídeo contém cenas de sexo explícito

Note:
This video contains scenes of explicit sex

Fly Through The Sky *

fly

on

my sweet

angel
fly on

through

the

sky