I heard her sing in tongues of silver. I heard her cry on a summer storm. I loved her but she did not know it. So I don't think about her anymore. . Now she's gone and I can't believe it.
Brother flower, are you listenin'?. Let me sing a song for you. Brother flower, petals glistenin',. In the bashful mornings dew. Brother flower, when the sun shines.
Brother Flower, are you listenin'?. Let me sing a song for you. Brother Flower, petals glistenin'. In the bashful mornings dew. . Brother Flower, when the sun shines.
I got a brand new companion. Man, I'm gonna do my best this time. I got a brand new companion. Man, I'm gonna do my best this time. You know she cools me with her breathing.
Blue wind's blown my dreams away. My darling's flown and she's gone to stay. All I got now is yesterday. And I don't know what to do. . I guess I'll go downtown and see.
Drowning in the needs of everybodys everyday. To thick to move, the friction is the painful taste. Selfish motives begin to co-align. Subtraction an no action are breeding this decline.
Well, my home is in the Blue Ridge Mountains. My home is in the Blue Ridge Mountains. Well, my home is in the Blue Ridge Mountains. And I aint comin back here anymore.
I gotta guitar all my own, I gotta quarter for the telephone. I ain't headed down this highway all alone. One two three and maybe four honey, they're knockin' on my door.
Well, Billy went down to the battleground. To find a little trinket he could call his own. Didn't see nothin' lying around. He decided he'd dig awhile.
Bitch!. She appears from the dark as another victim dies. Spirits on the trinity, a shrieking virgin cries. Cryptic writings to raise 'em from the grave.
Your eyes seek conclusion in all this confusion of mine. Though you and I both know it's only the warm glow of wine. That's got you to feel in this way.
I had breakfast with St. Swithin. He was waiting on a train. He said, "Tell me all your troubles boy,. I won't be through this way again.". I said, "There's a certain one, and.
Oh, father why are you so sad. On this bright Easter morn'. When Irish men are proud and glad. Of the land that they were born?. Oh, son, I see in mem'ries few.
Morning came through my window. Didn't stop to say hello. Quickly made way for afternoon. Afternoon stuck around. Only 'till the sun went down. Suddenly I'm staring at the moon.
Well, here I am from Paddy's land, the land of high renown.. I broke the hearts of all the girls for miles from Keady Town;. and when they hear that I'm awa', they'll raise a hullaballoo.
And this will slowly fade out; this song was made for breakdowns. And this will slowly fade out, this will slowly fade out. . I know its hot in here but hold me, its cold without your touch.
I want to take my life today. I don't belong here anyway. My God if you can hear me now. See if Your hand can reach this far. . You stopped playing father.
Words verbose, gory to what end do they serve?. Or images vivid, scarlet, horrors, absurd. Of shrieking sounds that evoke the legions of hell. The notes that you choose and the beats that you sell.
This is why I am the way that I am. This is why I am the way that I am. This is why I am the way that I am. This is why I am the way that I am. . You know I'm carrying with me.