It is the evening of the day I sit and watch the children play Smiling faces I can see But not for me I sit and watch As tears go by My riches...
Category - Marianne Faithfull
Falling from grace, falling from grace Lord, you have a pretty face Take it away and pack it in a suitcase Then forget about falling from grace...
Here I lie in my hospital bed, Tell me, Sister Morphine, when are you coming round again. Oh, I don’t think I can wait that long, Oh, you see...
Hated by all and everywhere he goes Blazing contempt for human life and lies Murder as art and what he knows he knows From life and fear in other...
