Well there's a dreamer in my dreams. Swinging from the beams. With light shining off the snow. . Well there's a singer in my heart. Burning up my charts.
By the end of the bout. He was punched out. Fists capsized, muscles shouting. Deeper down, he felt the insult of a kiss. . Deeper still than we can go.
Dash 7 in the air,. Dropped to the sun alone. Jets hum. I wish that I was still there. Props not a jet, alone. Where the sun doesn't come down. . Because I've found the way those engines sound.
The bonfires blazed across the city, the smoke swirling into the sky. We were standing shoulder to shoulder, Billy McCann and I. Our faces ruddy and burning as we stared into the flames.
They started work this morning down at city square. They're pulling down the statues of our great grandfather's hero. The new books said he wasn't such a great man after all.
To the thoughts of the many from the minds of the few. Voice of reason, censored view. The truth is the News and the News is the truth. As if that'll do as a lame excuse for.
I'm tired of waiting. I'm tired of fading. I'm sick of being depressed. Through all the failling. I'm synchopating. ...At least it's off my chest. Disruptr.
I'm tired of waiting. I'm tired of fading. I'm sick of being depressed. Through all the failling. I'm synchopating. ...At least it's off my chest. Disruptr.
'Where are you with the brain, y'know i've been studying this thing inside an' out and i really can't get a hold'. . 'Excuse me, this is my point with the brain, at the end of the day, at the end of the day, You could take anything! a benign object of any sortyou could take anything, you could take a cheeseburger and deconstruct it to its source'.
I never thought the sun would shine my way. All I've known is empty promises and pain. I need a way out or some type of escape. So I take refuge in this place.
Dream mmmmmm. . Yeah I loved you since you were young. You always listened to everyone. Deep in your mind your biting your time ohh yaaa. You're dreaming about being a star. a beacon of light for us All and as you get older that bite will get stronger.
I think I've found a girl that I can talk to. Yeah I think I've found a girl that just might replace you. She don't care if I got bread. And I remember the things she said.
The breakfast is all laid out. Waiting on you to arrive. The sun just risin'. And going down again. . Deeper, deeper. Or piece me together again. Deeper, deeper.
I'm taping up the windows and the doors. I'm nailing all my pretty things to the floor. . Eyes like fire. A tempest in the water. Eyes like mine. A temper like your mother's.
See him ridin' around with his pickup truck. And a rebel flag in the back. He's got a wad of chew stuck in his mouth. And a shotgun in the rack. . He's gonna head on down to the Forrest Inn.
Don't know where to go from here. My thoughts are tangled, twisted fears. Been waitin' a while now on the dawn. Seems like the sun may never come. . I made my way through the darkest night.
Christians, we're all afraid of fire. We prefer to suck on pacifiers. Baby pacifists, we're throwing fits. We don't shake hands, we shake our fists. .
Fear can drive stick. And it's taking me down this road. A road down which. I swore I'd never go. And here I sit. Thinking of God knows what. Afraid to admit.
I can smell the death on the sheets, covering me. I can't believe this is the end. . But this is my deathbed, I lie here alone. If I close my eyes tonight, I know I'll be home.
Deck the halls with bought of holly. Fa la la la la, la la la la. Tis the season to be jolly. Fa la la la la, la la la la. . Don we now our gay apparel.