And it's true we named our children. After towns that we've never been to.. And it's true that the clouds just hung around. Like black Cadillacs outside a funeral..
Blame it on the Tetons. Yeah, I need a scapegoat now.. No my dog won't bite you, though it had the right to.. You oughta give her credit 'cause she knows I would've let it happen..
"Wow," said the broken Californian down. On the beach that used to be by the beach. Town hasn't moved but's gettin' closer, losin' ground. Makin' better views and close relaxin' sounds.
You didn't dye your hair and oh my hair went black. Now what you knew you knew you knew you know what the fuck. Take all the way you get down I'll get them down.
Well all the Apostles-they're sitting in swings. Saying "I'd sell off my Savior for a set of new rings,. And some sandles with the style of straps that cling best to the era".
From day to day, to day, today to today. From day to day, to day, today to today. We care, we care, we carry our own weight. From day to day, to day, today to today.
She was going with a cinematographer. Everyone knew that he was really a pornographer. They went down to the dance and grind. And everybody was feeling fine.
I'm further every day from what I used to be. I left a life behind that's no longer me. And through the open road I know I lost control. But now it teaches me how much I, how much I don't know.
The wind of the west ? it whispers and calls. A dirge to the still of night. I'm lying awake ? and sorrow is on my mind. . 'Cause baby, I know ? we must make a move.
Yo gotta bad habit. But you hit it. Comin' down yo block. So uplifted it. Showed me yo nose bone, big trick. Burn up yo nose, you little maggot. Close to a faggot, you've bin.
Here comes that big let down. It anchors your soul. In sadness she left you. Holding your own. . Where's the love that binds us?. Not this time. Where lies the true forgiveness?.
Keeping you close, falling behind. I lost my voice, you lost your mind. You say you're not well, I say that you're fine. Walking with me through the aisles of a drugstore.
Six am day after Christmas. I throw some clothes on in the dark. The smell of cold. Car seat is freezing. The world is sleeping. I am numb. . Up the stairs to her apartment.
Oh no,love just leaves you bruised. If you want to know,you find something to lose. The world won't turn until something breaks. Who will make the first last mistake?.
We'd hit the bottom. I thought it was my fault. And in a way I guess it was. I'm just now finding out. What it was all about. . Moved to the west coast away from everyone.
(1, 2, 3). . If you wanna write a letter, write a letter. If you'd rather make a phone call, pick up the phone up.... And call me. But if you had to say it all with a pop song,.
One, two, three. . If you wanna write a letter,. Write a letter. If you'd rather make a phone call. Pick the phone up -- call me. But if you had to say it all with a pop song.
(Ho ho ho!). . Hey grandpa, let's tell them the little story about this Christmas. (Yeah tell 'em, tell 'em about Christmas!). . Christmas Eve,. I didn't get much sleep.
Howard, the strangest things. Have happened lately when I. Take a good swing at all my dreams. They pivot and slip. I drop my fists and they're back. Laughing.
(The answer you seek my son only poses more questions.. Ask many women why relationship has failed.. Each woman offer unique reason for demise.. One woman may say, "man could not commit.".