You take the time. You feel the pain. The high you lose. The love you gain. Everyone knows that you're here.. . The whiskey bars. The TV shows. The feeling this is getting old.
You could be the devil in my bed. You could be the angel in my head. You could be the voices that I hear. I'm singing along because it sounds just like you're near.
Love is walking and. Sometimes it crawls. Look at death and shes so ???. Another ocean. Another sky. If you come back you know the reason why. . The sea is your mirror.
Your kind of violence is so hard to learn. Just a slap in the face no fireworks. Fake it fake it for everybody else. Come on don't keep it all for yourself.
Blue is the colour of my true lovers eyes. Black is the colour of her heart. I walked in the room with a smile on my face. I knew i was dead from start.
Lady in Albania works for fifty cents a day. Like her momma's momma did. And if she tried to leave. They'd surely shoot her dead. . Right here in my own backyard.
Blue eyeshadow girls smoking in the bathroom. They're gonna meet out on the dirt road at a quarter till two. Whispers, whispers echo through the stall.
As I walk through this land,. I remember the boys who took a stand,. Who stood there strong when things got tough,. They would shout and scream at the things that were rough,.
Can I take you to the movies?. They will make you fat and ugly,. So no other boy will look your way. And you'll be mine all mine every single day. . My little butterball wouldn't go anywhere, without her man.
Now, somebody is out there on a streetcorner preaching about the evils of the people who are voting on the right while I'm working in a kitchen chopping parsley and lettuce and washing up the dishes till the end of the night. When i stumble down the streetcorner to buy myself a pony full of paint thinner, bourbon, a girly mag or two and blah blah blah goes the man on the corner and i'll never understand how it relates to me and you..
Blood shot eyes. I look at you with blood shot eyes. I couldn't hide it from you tonight. I couldn't keep it from the light. . Dry your eyes. You didn't need to dry your eyes.
I see a city on a hill. I see the only way to be filled. Mighty rushing wind around us. Holy Spirit burn within us. . Burn, burn, burn. Within us, within us.
Summer of 1978,. My sister and I in the back seat just wait.. We pass the time by making lines in the seat that we can't cross,. A thin line like dental floss..
Back when the angels of heaven would sing. Days when I still made you feel something. And before what might be. Became what's already been. Blizzards and bygones.
The man on the television said I need to drink this,. and sleep with that, in order to be cool.. And you know that I would do almost anything, to be like that guy on TV. I know that if I had just the right outfit and a hairstyle that could be me. Don't you know you can't be cool if you dress dumb,.
Shut your face. High school jerks. We're about to show you how this works. Are we cool?. Laser beams. We're about to awesome all your dreams. And you'll say, "What are you, some kind of computer?".
A banner year 1864, don't want the red man anymore,. Can't have them taking up good land.. Give them a token flag, trade pipes and shake some hands,. Tell them the white stripes stand for peace..
As I try to find my way, this broken compass seems to lead so much further away. To live and breath another day, to see the things that I have seen, only a few of us may.