When that fat old sun in the sky is falling,. Summer evening birds are calling.. Summer's thunder time of year,. The sound of music in my ears.. . Distant bells,.
Freakuency. Freakuency. Freakuency. Freakuency. Freakuency. Let's do this. Freakuency. Fucking dammit. . Freakuency. Freakuency. Freakuency. Freakuency.
Stop chasing all the city lights. Breath me in, go on and take a bite. Count on me to make you come alive. You know where to find me tonight. You know where to find me tonight.
Move, then you let the music do the rest. Don't stop moving until you feel it in your chest. Brace for impact. 'Cause once the bass attacks. You gonna shake that ass.
I saw a man today who said he talked to you. Not so long ago, I think a month or two. As my mind raced back in time I prayed. Oh, Lord, don't let it show.
Good morning. Welcome to the kingdom. I've got my ducks all in a row. They're exactly how I like them. But now I'm afraid. They've gone. . Good afternoon.
You say you never dance to a dashboard. Singin' R.E.M under summer stars. Never lean back on a jet black chevy. Blowing smoke rings in the dark. You don't want to be a rube girl.
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I heard every word you said. And trying hard to understand. Exactly what it is you need from me. Baby I apologize. I never meant to make you cry. But there ain't no doubt, we can work it out yeah.
Too many years on the rinks of Montreal.. Too many years in the lofts of old TO.. Too many nights in the bowels of Avenue B.. Too many days in the arms of Lady T..
To Hunting Ground from City.. That's where my baby took me with her smile.. To Hunting Ground from City.. I never thought that I'd have to retrace those miles..
Looking in the hourglass. Ants in the sand. Reflected in the oil lamp. I can see the wrinkles in your hand. You can be forthright with me. You can be forthright with me.
They tell me God forgives you for almost anything you do. They tell me God forgives you for almost anything you do. Well, if that's the case, that's the case.
My father's stories fell upon us. Filled us with his light. Gospels, fertile minds. Taking root, taking root. . His pocket change would jingle. Sacramental bells.
Look under his floorboards, Mama,. I don't trust his silly grin. He's got a beat-up Rambler, Nebraska plates,. and I ain't getting in. I don't like the way his pinky ring.
I am a man. And I am self-aware. And everywhere I go. You're always right there with me. . I flirted with you all my life. Even kissed you once or twice.
I met her in a church on a Sunday evening. not late on Saturday night. She sang Ave Maria. a little flat and out of time. but that's what drew me to her.
There's a rock and a field and a dirty sky.. I'm still as corpse, I'm content as a bride,. Thoughts of you and those flyin' shoes. All around me.. . One wrong step and it's a long way down.
My first recollection is a day in December. black iron steam engine covered in ice. like some Precambrian monster. moaning and snorting. Nothing was ever going to beat that beast.
The promise of your coming light. It burs so brightly in my mind. and all creation longs and waits. For the dawning of that day. And he will come riding on the clouds.