Flowers and wine is what I thought I would find. When I came home from working tonight. Well now here I stand, over this frying pan. And you want a cold one again.
I live by the river on the wrong side of town. Nothing much to do here but listen to the sound. Of a train I'll never catch passin' me by. Of the muddy water drinkin' the tears that I cry.
Sun goes down and says goodnight. Pull your covers up real tight. By your bed well leave a light. To guide you off to dreamland. Your pillows soft your bed is warm.
Outside another yellow moon. Has punched a hole in the nighttime. I climb through the window and down to the street. I'm shining like a new dime. . The downtown trains are full.
Fields of green by the side of the road. Going down in Mary's land. Roll down the window feel the cool of a grove. Hit the palm of your outstretched hand.
Saturday night and the moon is out. I wanna head on over to the Twist and Shout. Find a two-step partner and a Cajun beat. When it lifts me up I'm gonna find my feet.
They've got shiny cars and polished nails. Yeah, those girls they've got everything right. They've got fancy clothes, perfect hair, steady lives. But I don't.
Dear Baltimore. Whyd you take my baby?. You know your harbor aint that pretty. You know I miss that boy like crazy. . Dear Baltimore. My days here are growing colder.
[Intro]. Don't Stop (4x). . [Chorus]. I love it when you do it like that (2x). I love it when you touch me like that (2x). So don't stop it baby, stop it.
A breath of darkness. an existance painted in thriving red. a crown of ivy. and she danced.... the branches trying to catch her. with desirous, clawing dead love.
You are born into bondage. You are born as a slave. . What am I?. "You're a slave". Forever submissive. Forever in holy chains. . (You are) born by a whore.
[J. Nordavind '96]. . A cold sharpened blade. plunge through the skin.. Death triumphant.. Death the king. . Blood on my hands.. Blood on my lips. I took the frail bliss of your eyes.
Days pass me by just like moments. They're here and then. They're gone for good, for good. I work so hard at where I'm going. I wonder what I've missed?.
Dreaming Without You. . The hopeful possibilities. Have come and gone away. We've both run out of reasons to stay. Who we are and who we thought we were has somehow changed.
The hopeful; the possibilities have come an' gone away.. We've both run out of reasons to stay.. Who we are and who we thought we were has somehow changed..
He was the walking picture. Intoxicating mixture. Of everything I dreamed love could be. He held my fascination. I had no hesitation. He brought unknown emotions out of me.
I keep having these disturbing dreams. My final days, the end of me. For some odd reason I get one last wish. And every time I wish for this. . Take me fast or take me slow.
The prayers that we pray in foxholes and funerals. The songs that we sing in delivery rooms. The questions we ask when nobody's listening. But the man in the moon.
(Kim Carnes/Dave Ellingson/Bill Cuomo/Val Garay). Sleight of hand. Hands of Fate. Chance you take. Life's a snake. And it's all in the draw of the cards.