I was thinking today if you would remember you choose to remember. I see you so near I hear your voice calling. what you left me out there in the cold days fading away.
I saw a big star running from me. A world from a record on my bed. Turn the tables on me. What would happen if I fell?. To the tune of a dreamer. To the tune of my heart.
Alle sind deiner Meinung ( blo du nicht ). Wenn ich mich umseh' frage ich mich Ist die Welt aus Pappmach ? Warum. versteh' ich sie nicht ? Warum hab' ich dich nicht gefragt ? Du sagst,.
The laws of God and the laws of man. . The laws of man. They don't carry the same weight as the laws of God. Or the laws of nature. In the nomenclature.
You're going to take what you can get. A hammered Styrofoam. Beat into the West. Live the highway in your home. You're going to get what you deserve. And not a penny less.
What if you woke up in the middle of the night. And in your bare feet you walked outside. And realizing that you were awake that you could fly. Out over the world.
Well there ain't nothin' to this but your daughter. And the life you would not give her. Break your plans. Traipsed across the continent, a squatter. For your lies at night to sleep between my hands.
Here's the bright end of nowhere. Here's the result of all our days. Used to lay on the roof and drink beer. And try and count up all the ways. That you could waste away.
A hand off the heart. One on the wolf until your lambs itch. Life lives in the dark. But you joke and you kid about the light switch. . Lay down, lay down, lay down, no talking.
Me and you girl, we do it our way. We're not going to heaven on the judgement day. Do you like doing the devil's handiwork. Come on, come on girl, come on let's go.
Elevator straight into my skull. The escalator rises as it falls. I swear our jet is crashing in my mind. You can hold on but I wouldn't waste your time.
The heart is a bloom. Shoots up through the stony ground. There's no room. No space to rent in this town. You're out of luck. And the reason that you had to care.
Wait, our day's lost. Holding you down. You look for me. But I won't be found. . The bluebirds flutter in my chest. Oh, they want to sing. You'll have to break me open.
You lived on Vine Street. I lived at home. The music was all that we had of our own. No satisfaction, no dance in my car. But I had the keys to the world in my beat up guitar.
september, autumn skies are closing in. and the mistake your reality. at best has left you broken. with wounds that re-open. on every brink of sleep. and a fire in your heart.
3 A.M.. I don't believe I hear the telephone ring. I wanna sleep. You wanna shake that thing. . I wanna dream. You wanna dance all night. If I knew. If I knew you and better we could fight about it.
It's alright,. You don't have to stand up on you're feet. When she comes sliding into to town. That's al-alright. Anyway i'll tell you how i see it here.
I want to sleep if you are awake. Still makin' believe that you aren't at all crazy. And if you don't believe I think you should. You make me so proud.
Now people say I'm jinxed. I got some kind of voodoo hex. Life is so complex. There's no telling what could happen next. . Life on the edge, fuels the sickness in my head.
Come my lady. Come come my lady. You're my butterfly, sugar baby. Come my lady. Come come my lady. You're my butterfly, sugar baby. . Such a sexy, sexy pretty little thing.