Moon & Palms Christmas

Friday, December 18, 2015

A moment of love
A dream
A laugh
A kiss
A cry
Our rights
Our wrongs

Won't stop 'til it's over
Won't stop to surrender  

The Temper Trap

NEW YORK NEW YORK!

Friday, December 18, 2015

Love a fruit stand
& a coffee shop
MOMA
 
 Cheap massages in China Town
 Central Park Zoo
 The Plaza
 Coffee Break
 Random Lovas
 Jeanne Beanne

I used to rule the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own

I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
Listened as the crowd would sing
Now the old king is dead long live the king
One minute I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand

I hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing
Roman cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
Missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
Once you'd gone there was never
Never an honest word
And that was when I ruled the world

It was a wicked and wild wind
Blew down the doors to let me in
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
People couldn't believe what I'd become
Revolutionaries wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who would ever want to be king?
 
C O L D P L A Y 


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