I think I'm getting it right this time. I can tell by the way she grins. She put the postcards up on the head of our bed. I can see Algiers. . She says, "Don't the streets on Sunday look great.
How can I help you focus. When all you do is choke us?. Try looking for me and wishing for me. And kiss me softer than the rest. . How can I help you dream.
I'd never met her type, she ignored me and that's alright. Never to be friends or my body lie on her floor. Her father works, her mother works in exports.
He's got a four wheel drive. That he takes to Double Island Point. He's got a relationship with a woman. That he met in an Irish joint. . I know the land and the colored sand.
Last night in Chicago, last week in New York,. last Christmas between near and far?. If I search for one thing that I really can't find,. the answer must be in my heart,.
I used to want the morning. You and me, just hanging around. But I can't shake this feeling off. Can't shake this dead weight off of my back. . It's a troubled place we scale.
Parked on 35. Bought me some more time. Of living on the outside of you. Looking for the first sign and lucky to twice shine. A little bit scared too.
What makes you think you gotta hold. The world on your shoulders and handle that load. Who gave you the fine tooth comb?. To judge your every move before youve even started to make one.
Verse 1.. . You took a second ,and a Gat. To your head. Does anybody care? Has anyone said?. The tears run dry but the blood still flows. In the hearts and minds of those who've been broken..
Hold on darling. I'm going your way. Driving much faster now. Out on the highway. 10 miles out on the road. We don't have heavy load. . The August moon makes a sound.
A hot air balloon. Is waiting for you.. Climb in the basket. And pull the string.. Lift yourself away. From this troubled state of mind.. The darkest place youve ever been.
Mais arrête de me dire de ne pas m'énerver putain,. Ouais ça sert à rien, ouais.. Ouais ça sert à rien mais ça fait du bien tu vois.. Surtout qu'on sait faire que ça, gueuler..
Say, you're a much nicer person. since the hog's heart was inserted in you. say how it is now with your new life. . Well, there's no more aching. or a heart breaking.
I'll sit beside you on this house we've made. The little dreams that you've always wanted makes me feel we got a lot in common. You'll wonder to yourself why you're afraid.
I'm not afraid of falling, I just don't wanna hit the ground. I'm not afraid to lie and I just don't wanna tell the truth no more. I'm only human cause the people only telling me I'm so.
If we're lucky we feel our lives know when the next scene arrives. So often we start in the middle and work our way out. We go to some gray sky diner for eggs and toast.
When the robin builds in the holly tree. Its a sign of life, its gentle victory. Well, today as I set to go. I saw a nest in a tree hollow. . Oh Emily, youre a brave girl.
Everybody loves, messages from above, they said. Until the verdicts old everybody holds on to it. . All the ways I thought I'd say I'm coming home. And here I am, here you are, we're all alone.
Here there be tigers, tigers be here. That was the only thing between us. That was the only thing we never hear. . Somewhere up the coast, far from ancient states.
most of it was written by the time the van stopped. on the land by the ocean where the plane had dropped. and I try to talk about it now because I couldn't say it then.