Out on the west down by Santa Fe. I met a cowboy ridin' the range one day. And as he jogged along I heard him singing. A most peculiar cowboy song. It was a ditty, he learned in the city.
It's after two, and it just started to rain. Lord the wind is blowin' like an ol' freight train. A distant thunder stirs me from my bed. And all those longin' memories that I once thought was dead.
1-2, 1-2-3. (yeah yeah California blues). . Well I'm goin' to California where to sleep out every night. Well I'm goin' to California where to sleep out every night.
You're still hanging on, and to scared to let it go. No, it won't be long, till your complications show. . Hoping for, commitment unbreakable. You ignore, the warning signs that you know.
Once again, you're trying to see what's there outside. Every time, discovering a new compromise. With every move you're getting closer. Turning away, from what you believe.
I'll step aside this time around. Open ears await a still and quiet voice. Not with the timing that I have. Ready to make any change required of me. .
Yes, I got it all. Prestige, class, fortune. Good help is so hard to find. Except my tennis pro. ('Cuz my husband doesn't know). . They're all trapped in the system.
Well, Tommy woke that morning. with a headfull of rocks. and Sylvia was in shock.. The story they'd been faking. had frozen on their lips. and fallen through the brush of fingertips.
She like to keep God out of church,. especially when she prays:. All in it's place all safely stored. for some rogation day..... The paradox is so apparent,.
I don't know quite what's happening. and my eyes don't see too clear;. all I know is I need you here,. if only to shield me from the mood of the world.
I found myself lying on the balcony,. stripling terror, naked to the bone;. the secret asteroid jungle nearly done for me -. I saw it all just a moment ago..
Look at the candle, as it's life is bought,. as the wick just rolls of and dies;. look at the wax-drops as they cease from their goal. and the game they were playing loses its joy.
It's one of those nights. and it's too dark to be alone. just one of those nights. i don't know where you are, there's a chill in the stars. and the moon must be turning to stone.
some men are born with strong hearts. that raging tides won't tear apart. but not me. i am Christopher Columbus. it was 1987 when i sailed away to the edge of my sea.
Oh. seit zwei. drei Tagen bin ich mies gelaunt. . oh. ich bin völlig genervt und abgedownt.. Zu all meinen Freunden bin ich ziemlich barsch.. Der Grund? Einfach: Meine Stiefel sind im Arsch!.
Country is sittin' on the back porch. Listen to the whippoorwills late in the day. Country is mindin' your business. Helpin' a stranger if he comes your way.
suddenly up and running. letting the wild heart go free. joy for the up and coming. maybe from now on i can be...happy. patiently watching, waiting. feeling the lightness of no fear.
sifted out like grain. touched by the fire again. the day turns into darkness. i drown my despair. . where is my hope and comfort?. do i have strength of stone?.
I know you know all the pros and cons. They help you get to everything you want. Greasing policemen bending all the rules. Make them an offer that they can't refuse.