ich hab heut morgen gesehen wie die sonne aufging,. sie war schwarz und dster anzuschauen. wo der ha und die angst vorm versagen regiert,. ist es schwer auf die vernunft zu bauen.
ich schau hinauf zu den sternen, doch das, was ich seh. ist nur die feuchte erde und der sarg,. er ist so kalt, er bringt mich fast um,. wenn ich nicht schon lngst tot wr.
keine blumen im haar. wie im traum, aber nicht mde. keine hippie-attitde. nur des lebens klar. und bewut. was es heit, wenn man weiter gehen mu. ihr abschiedsku schmeckte bitter.
Out in the everglades,. Sleeping in with the poor is a fortune for the brave,. I can easily say that we will never change. But be implacable and never lose your flames..
Visitor come to my room and see all the trash I made.. Stay a while, I'm on the verge of laying it down.. A vagabond, and all his trash in search to find his crown..
Weaving a web around my heart,. Slowly taking my world apart.. I can't begin to think of anything else. Left my reason way up on a shelf.. Stealing away without a sound,.
I hear echoes inside my head. Calling me back to you.. I'm at a loose end still. And I don't know what I'm going to do.. I walk the streets. Hoping to find something to take you off my mind..
You walk out your front door. And say that you found love -. That's how the best things start,. That's for sure.. You ought to know that ain't around anymore..
Doctor can you help me please I'm laying on the floor. I need a glass of something like you gave me once before. I'll send my little messenger he'll bring the money to you.
As the dealer dealt the cards to everyone,. I could see that I was free.. I had an ace of hearts, the dream of every man,. And I could see my destiny..
Days undercover, all out of sync. Haven't paid the rent, even talking in my sleep. My monkey's M.O. is all out of commission. I'm waiting for a good old fashioned cure for my condition.
I was just a young boy. Elvis Presley was the king. He had the money the girl and the stretch limousine. There was drums and guitars. then the beatles and stones.
I'm gunna scream your name you'll put your red schroud on. And we won't feel no pain cause all our hope is gone. I'll bring a hand grenade I'm gunna loose the pin.
So I'm looking at this bottle, and this bottle, it speaks to me.. It says get off the fucking train, so I jumped down.. These metaphors are for assholes, and I'm not different..
i came to my senses in this parking lot.. i've found my arrogance a detriment to my heart.. i had this feeling that you're cold, and this raging fire..
It's been years since I sold my soul.. What a life: no advice and no guidance.. Worked through the weekend at my bullshit job. with the pumps and the mops and the tire irons..
Drinking curdled milk from a silver cup. Watching all the boys waiting for the plan to erupt. You can talk all you like when you're down on your luck.
Casey brought his own confetti. I loved him in the fall. He thought we had it made. I left him at the picture show. I loved him after all. Oh mister junior.
I can be anything I want to be, anything you hate in me multiplied by twenty three. sometimes in my head I think I'm someone else that makes me feel bad, badder than before.