(Browne/Maitland). He wants her. She leads him on and on. He just can't escape. A thousand years of evolution. Build at once into confusion. He watches.
( Pich ). Avec l'amour qui est jamais facile. Avec le temps qui arrange rien. Quand c'est la vie qui a l'air inutile. On dit que de pleurer a fait du bien.
( Pich ). Avec l'amour qui est jamais facile. Avec le temps qui arrange rien. Quand c'est la vie qui a l'air inutile. On dit que de pleurer a fait du bien.
Slow moving train. Slow moving bus. Slow moving plane. I've got to find a way to us. . And now outside, the driving rain. It keeps me in, and I know I must.
I mastered the dance but now you're gone. All you need is drums to start a dance party. You're invited to our dance party. All you need are kisses to start a make-out party.
You'd hold on to nothing. If it fit in your hands. Pockets and bags just won't understand. The common disorder of heads on the rise. Don't smell with the nose or see with the eyes.
"Running down the road trying to roosen my road.". That's what Mike heard in Japan.. Cause there's no "L" in the language.. He's been unamazed by the people he's saved,.
Eternal silence follows him. No light in his eyes, just sin. Rejected, Humiliated. He's Bloodthirsty. . The sun is just a sign for him. The hour comes unstoppably.
Ooh, alright. . If you're heading south on Georgia one twenty-nine. Straight into Athens past the Clark county line. There's an old Texaco right across.
What's become of our two hearts, lately we just play the parts. We say the lines but there's no spark. We never miss a cue but it's a passionless walk-through.
I was 10, I was thin, I was playin' first base. With a second hand glove and dirt on my face. In nowhere, Virginia. Who'd ever figure that kid in the yard would go very far.
I took a drive today. Saw an old willow tree. I thought about a bedroom window. Thought about you and me. . Yeah, talk about an endless summer. I'm still living it now.
I'd like to think that I'm alright. that I'm not empty every night. without your touch to fill me up. . And I don't miss your face. beside me on that pillowcase.
Oh, I laid down your railroads, every mile of track. With the muscles on my arm and the sweat upon my back. And now the trains are rolling, they roll to every shore.
As I walk alone. Through each troubled day. I hope the lord above will help guide my way. Guide my way. As I walk alone. . Through the valleys I will roam.
Oh, a rifle took its aim and a man fell to the ground. He tried to stand again but everybody held him down. A time of terror when the bullet pierced the air.
Pre>tuning: one semitone lower than standard. . Intro: am- f g am- f g. . Am e am e am. There's a man walking round the island with a snake cane. Am e am e am.
Copyright 1992 burning field music (ascap). . You gotta admit life magazine made 1968 look great,. My father said it sucked, everybody died.. All the troops you couldn't save, no one knew how to be brave,.