There was a light that used to shine,. in your eyes and mine,. and I wonder tonight,. just were did your light go?. . 'cause the last time that you held me,.
We were once together,. I thought it'd last forever,. Then I saw it was untrue,. So I had to let go of you.. . Chorus. . All I really wanted was to be with you,.
After so many years of the same old work, I got myself an assistant. (never again will you have to be lonely). Think about all the things that you can do if you had an assistant too.
There's something out there stopping me from having fun. I'm someone that disagrees with what is going on. Instead of simply trying to just work things out.
She saw the world through her smile. She held your hand, you knew it'd be all right. She spoke of places she'd never been. Now is the time, she'd say, to live the dream.
Wipe those tears away from your eyes. Just take my hand, you don't have to cry. It'll be alright, baby, I'll make it alright. Don't let the world, get you down.
I saw your name in a telephone book. As someone unlisted someone unknown. I guess you want to disappear. To another world. Where you're left on your own.
Washed streets feel the sun beat down upon you. I can see as the wind catch your hair your face smiles. And I know deep inside that you're wondering why you're hurting.
She's got a hunt punt cuddie!. It's not a cuddy puddy; it's a cuddie puddie hunt. . Auld Mrs. Hunt had a hunt punt cuddie. Not a cuddy puddy, but a cuddie puddie hunt.
Should auld acquaintance be forgot. And never brought to mind?. Should auld acquaintance be forgot. And days of auld lang syne?. . For auld lang syne, me dear.
In the rear view mirror, I now see. That I can't run away from, your love for me. . Is there any other way, apart from you. No matter what I do, I can't escape the truth?.
Attempting to define what blinds you from the truth. How the system works and how provide it. Descending a ardous way down. You finally reach the crop underground.
Hey wheres spot?. Mom wheres spot?. He ran away. . Run spot run. Run spot run. . At 6 the milkman comes around. Another day in anytown. I wake up with a frown.
Daddy, daddy, daddy...can I go out and play?. No son, you better stay inside, the radio said today. Let's go into the basement, lock the door and start to pray.
ALL THESE THINGS. All the things i like to beMake me scared, 'cause they're not clear to meI stayed up all night trying to figure outWhat i need and what i can live wihoutI don't know, if i'll ever beAll the things that i wanna beI'm twenty four, i could have done moreBut there's still so much to explore.
Anarchy will win the day. Authority must go away. People running in the streets. Fire bombs turn up the heat. . Anarchy like yesterday. Violence will take the day.
No sunny day. No sky so blue. Just a pale moon on the wings of the wind. No diamond rings. No pretty dreams. Two people caught in chains. Of each other.
On the hard fast train. On the road to gain. Something gets right through to your telling bone. There's a sudden itch. An electric twitch. Sometimes I swear this body's got a mind of its own.
(4.45). The word you sent today. From somewhere far away. Cut in deep to the bone. Though I am not with you now. I feel you close somehow. Too many days, so far from home.