Cops chase criminals though the subways. The less fortunate lie on the tracks. It's no wonder they'll amount to nothing. They've been told they're just a product of chance.
Kicked down the doors at the broadcast station. Pulled the plug on what they're saying. 'Cos she don't like it, Christina fight it. . She couldn't stand to hear what they saying.
Out on the streets anew. Make the connection. Feel the pulse surgin' through my bones. And it's like an infection. . I'm not the man to say that you can.
There's a few cars out at 2 o'clock, the limousine, me, and the patrol cop. Everything seems white in the middle of the night. Always get that feeling that things ain't quite right.
Carry on with the countdown. Carry on with a gun in hand. Carry on with the countdown. Carry on in the sinkin' sand. Carry on with the countdown. Carry on at a point blank range.
Kickin' at the curb strollin' mothers bay. Little naked kid it's where I used to play. Dad paints the house on the stereo. Reggae music plays and it just goes to show.
fifth avenue, noon in the corner saloon. watchin the september moonrise. connecticut barns put on their charms,. they'll make you wise. . the red cross nurse follows a hearse,.
The inside is cold from the wound. When did you arrive cold-hearted?. Why do you long for my mortality?. Your eyes have seen me before. . I'll burn for you, I'll ache for you, I'll die for you.
Joe Diffie. Cold Budweiser and a Sweet Tater. . Woke up this morning all alone. I turned over and you were gone. Pulled the shade and looked down the drive.
I ain't never hauled hay in the trunk of my car,. But I drunk a little shine from a mason jar.. I know how to work and how ta have fun,. . I'm a good-timin', blue-collar, son-of-a-gun.
WHEN THOUGHTS DIVERGE INTO A SEARCH. WITH TIME LOSE SIGHT OF WHAT IS RIGHT. AND WITH THE TIDE NEW ANSWERS RISE. WHEN ANSWERS MERGE AND THOUGHTS CONVERGE.
Dilba. Honey with you I glow. Anyone can see I'm happy. With all my heart I know. You are truly good to me. And that's what I need to know. Would you mind being mine.
the glass has been tipped over. we swim through the sand. searching for each other. we reach out our hands. but your face has no numbers. theyve faded away.
undefeated by myself. the shadow searching through the track. i keep on running and don't look back. i'll find my way someday. . hope to see you again, my friend.
I find myself wandering. where to from here?. the dirt is finally settling. but you disappear. I hope you hear me when I scream. this is for you. a tiny smile, the smallest nod.
it's a tongue-twisted tale. of two lovers who travelled in time. to a place where they met for the first time. . they laughed and they cried and they tried to remember the years that went by in a blink of an eye.
Made a wish on a falling star today. Hold my breath that it never goes away. Cause at this point I'd do anything for answers. Consume my thoughts and its got me like a cancer.
Come heavy sleep, the image of true death. And close up these my - my weary weeping eyes. Whose spring of tears doth stop my vital breath. And tears my heart with sorrows sight swoll'n cries.
They used to say we were born to lose. That we'd never make it. Our whole lives through that we'd be stuck. In this dead end town. . With the whole world against us.