As she sits in the corner. Face to the floor. She dispels smoke from from her lips. And slowly floats away with it. Letting go of so much pain. Her tears are thick enough to stain.
When the white bird flies. From your heart to mine. I surrender every part of me. To the tenderness. . Could it be the wine?. In your eyes stars shine.
I'm just a woman, a lonely woman. Waiting on the weary shore. I'm just a woman, who's only human. One you should feel sorry for. . Well I woke up this morning.
Well alright, okay, you win. I'm in love with you. Well alright, okay, you win. Baby, what can I do?. I'll do anything you say. It's just got to be that way.
All of a sudden all the past was behind me. All of a sudden nothing stood to remind me. All of a piece I am awake and I can say. . All of a sudden I am finding religion.
Look at my face, I know the years are showin'. Look at my life, still don't know where it's goin'. I don't know much, but I know I love you. And that may be all I need to know.
Living in submission, Displaying fears. Ignoring questions, Refuse to hear. Working as servants, Giving your souls. Staying ignorant by following rules.
I pretend I'm at home getting dressed for a date. I take a comb, comb my hair. Take a flower, smell it and put it in my lapel. And I spot the audience.
When I was a little girl my father used to say. "If trouble ever troubles you just dream your cares away". . A dream is a wish your heart makes. When you're fast asleep.
Stuck in a rut in a very tight place. Judge and jury of your own damned fate. From the cradle to the grave. You're looking for something. . Snips and a snail and a puppy dog tail.
You smile so sweetly when you dream. And I wonder what that expression really means. Could it be that youre trying to turn the key when I dont want you to.
All for Nothing. (Matt Coban). . What you have is something I have never felt before. Don't throw it away. And if I turn my head from everything I taught myself.
Maybe I should drop you at your door. Or leave tonight and vanish up the shore. Anywhere but here. . It's 3 o'clock we're driving in your car. You're screaming out the window at the stars.
Maybe I should drop you at your door. Or leave tonight and vanish up the shore. Anywhere but here. . It's three o'clock, we're driving in your car. You're screaming out the window at the stars.
(written by kevin griffin). (transcribed by ferlen david iii). . The sigh. The color. Chestnut skin. And ends alone you hide the color. That's inside a hundred rivers.
Ingenious ways of wasting time.. Misused intelligence seems like a crime.. Internet gossip got you glued to the screen.. Ignoring the world beyond your five favourite zines..
(Reminds me somewhat of Chris Isaak's "Wicked Game" off of Heart Shaped. World.).
Our alternative nation where all the individuals. Are just being the same, massive imitation. Just a 90's version of the same rock and roll game. . Yes, the same corporate rock.
She was a Midwestern prom queen. Got her boyfriend headed out west. They ended up in the valley. In a one room apartment, a disconnected phone, yeah. .