My Sweet Refuge - Roo Panes

Sweets for my sweet, sugar for my honey Your tasty kiss thrills me so Sweets for my sweet, sugar for my honey I'll never ever let you go If you wanted that star that shines so brightly To match the star dust in your eyes Darlin', I would chase that bright star nightly And try to steal it from the skies 'Cause I would give sweets for my sweet, sugar for my honey Your tasty kiss thrills me so Sweets for my sweet, sugar for my honey I'll never ever let you go And if you needed a dream to keep you smiling I'll tell the sand man, you were blue And I'll ask him to keep that sand a-piling Till your dreams would come true 'Cause I would give sweets for my sweet, sugar for my honey Your tasty kiss thrills me so Sweets for my sweet, sugar for my honey I'll never ever let you go If you wanted a love to last forever Then I would send my love your way And my love would only last forever But forever and a day 'Cause I would give sweets for my sweet, sugar for my honey Your tasty kiss thrills me so Sweets for my sweet, sugar for my honey I'll never ever let you go

My sweet Lord Oh, my Lord Mm, my Lord I really wanna see you I really wanna be with you I really wanna see you, Lord But it takes so long, my Lord My sweet Lord My, my, my Lord Mm, my Lord I really wanna know you I really wanna go with you I really wanna show you, Lord That it won't take long, my Lord (Hallelujah) My sweet Lord (Hare Krishna) My, my, my Lord (Hallelujah) My sweet Lord (Hare Krishna) I really wanna see you I really wanna see you I really wanna see you, Lord I really wanna see you, Lord That it won't take long, my Lord (Hallelujah) Oh, my Lord (Hare Krishna) My, my, my Lord (Hallelujah) My sweet Lord (Hare Krishna) I really wanna know you I really wanna go with you I really wanna show you, Lord That it won't take long, my Lord (Hallelujah) Oh, my Lord (Hare Krishna) My, my, my Lord (Hallelujah) Mm, my Lord (Hare Krishna) (Hey)

Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet little agony I don't know just where you've been But I'll take, take, take all that you have for me In sin, Where are we going? And they all want you to change And they all want you to change And the sad, sad, sad, all the sad faces drown In this town, where are we going? And they all want you to change Where are we going? And they all want you to change Where are we going?

Never have I seen a place That reminds me of your face 'Til I heard it call to me Like a phone call from a friend Set in silence like a prayer If these walls could breathe the air They would sing a song of love And how it sometimes has to end Welcome home Your last and only one Never more to roam Have no fear If you don't see the sun I will hold you close Welcome home You are home No nothing tastes like sweet Sweet home Letters written in the den Folded news and coffee cans Simple things that I recall Not forgotten easily Dog is passed out on the lawn He will miss me when I'm gone He won't speak what he has seen Like the walls surrounding me Welcome home Your last and only one Never more to roam Have no fear If you don't see the sun I will hold you close Welcome home You are home No nothing tastes like sweet Sweet home Welcome home Your last and only one Never more to roam Have no fear If you don't see the sun I will hold you close Welcome home You are home No nothing tastes like sweet Nothing tastes like sweet No nothing tastes like sweet Sweet home

It's true, we're all a little insane But it's so clear Now that I am unchained Fear is only in our minds Taking over all the time Fear is only in our minds But it's taking over all the time You poor sweet innocent thing Dry your eyes and testify You know you live to break me Don't deny, sweet sacrifice One day, I'm gonna forget your name And one sweet day You're gonna drown in my lost pain Fear is only in our minds Taking over all the time Fear is only in our minds But it's taking over all the time You poor, sweet, innocent thing Dry your eyes and testify And oh, you love to hate me Don't you, honey? I'm your sacrifice (I dream in darkness) (I sleep to die) (Erase the silence) (Erase my life) Do you wonder why you hate? (Our burning ashes blacken the day) Are you still too weak to survive your mistakes? (A world of nothingness, blow me away) You poor, sweet, innocent thing Dry your eyes and testify You know you live to break me Don't deny, sweet sacrifice

متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف وتفوت أيام وتمر سنين وانا حالي غريب انا مين انا مين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين على غفلة اتحول بركان جبار انا ضلمة وليل أنا نار ونهار متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف ماشي على طريق مكتوب مرسوم بس انا مسؤول وعليا اللوم ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول قدامي طريق همشيه همشيه نفهم في الآخر كل ده لية متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف

فوسط زحمة وناس كتير وطريق أنا ماشي فيه عكس السير وسط الطموح والأمل والتمني فاضلي خطوة توصلني فوسط حاجات ومكيفات بحاول أنسى كل اللي فات في وسط صدري ضلعي مكسور ومن خلاله قلبي شايف نور أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع فوسط الليل وأنا بعيد عن البشر شفت نور يشبه نور القمر بس القمر مسيره يفارق ويسيبني تاني مع الوحدة أحارب فوسط قصة حب يعني وهمية كان لازم أصدق اصل الوحدة قوية مش كل المشاعر حقيقية أنا شفت نور معرفتش اغمض عنيا أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع

One, two, three Why are you hanging on so tight To the rope that I'm hanging from? Off this island, this was an escape plan (this was an escape plan) Carefully timed it, so let me go And dive into the waves below Who tends the orchards? Who fixes up the gables? Emotional torture from the head of your high table Who fetches the water from the rocky mountain spring? And walk back down again to feel your words and their sharp sting And I'm getting fucking tired The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ended, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour You make me do too much labour Apologies from my tongue, and never yours Busy lapping from flowing cup and stabbing with your fork I know you're a smart man (I know you're a smart man), and weaponise The false incompetence, it's dominance under a guise If we had a daughter, I'd watch and could not save her The emotional torture, from the head of your high table She'd do what you taught her, she'd meet the same cruel fate So now I've gotta run, so I can undo this mistake At least I've gotta try The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ends, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then a virgin, nurse then a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid (The capillaries in my eyes are bursting) Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant (If our love died, would that be the worst thing?) Just an appendage, live to attend him (For somebody I thought was my saviour) So that he never lifts a finger (You sure make me do a whole lot of labour) 24-7, baby machine (The calloused skin on my hands is crackin') So he can live out his picket fence dreams (If our love ends, would that be a bad thing?) It's not an act of love if you make her (And the silence haunts our bed chamber) You make me do too much labour