If I was a bird I'd be headed south right about now. Flyin' over the Florida Keys. 'Cause the ice cold words in this room. Could bring down snow in the middle of June.
I was born on a blue lane highway line. Runnin' up and down Mississippi's crooked spine. I've been gone too long. It's high time I made time for this.
Close your eyes, make a wish. And blow out the candlelight. For tonight is just your night. We're gonna celebrate,. All through the night. . Pour the wine, light the fire.
The woodchuck he's a-choppin' wood, the possum he's asleep. My poor old dog fell off a log and landed in the creek. . It ain't gonna rain, it ain't gonna rain.
I heard a song reminds me of,. All the times when weren't strong.. I need to say to you "come over now",. Cause I heard us in every line.. . The look in your eyes,.
Here and then. Such a thrilling night. And she's stumbling 'round. Barefoot in the sand.... . She locked up her heart. In a cell only she's guarding. Then got rid of the keys.
Well, I don't hate my parents. I don't get drunk just to spite them. I've got my own reasons to drink now. I think I'll call my dad up and invite him.
By day she does not offer. She does not take. By night she dreams she's taken away. By rough boys who laugh as they prey. . She's wild, Satan's beautiful child.
NO !!. No te quiero mas en mi. si no puedes darme lo que tanto ansio para mi. . Yo !. Que me he entregado todo a ti. mas no es suficiente lo que he recibido de ti.
It's a-coming. . Wild fires, dying leaves (?). Landslides, hurricanes. Apocalypse in store like nothing ever seen before. . It's a-coming. . Third generation refugees (?).
As the snow flies. On a cold and gray Chicago mornin'. Another little baby child is born. In the ghetto. And his mama cries. 'Cause if there's one thing that she don't need.
Ye shall say they all have passed away,. That noble race and brave,. That their light canoes have vanish'd. From off the crested wave.. . That 'mid the forests where they roam'd.
There's nothing makes a Greenland whale. Feel half so high and mighty. As sitting on a mantelpiece. In Aunty Mabel's nighty.. . It makes a change from Freezing Seas,.
I'm not gonna beg you for nothing. I'm not gonna beg you for love. . Straight talk, give me the straight talk. Tell me what's on your mind if it ain't love.
Well if no one ever marries me. And I don't see why they should. Nurse says I'm not pretty. And you know I'm seldom good, seldom good. . Well if no one ever marries me.
I may know the word. But not say it. I may know the truth. But not face it. . I may hear a sound. A whisper. Sacred and profound. But turn my head indifferent.
Well I saw a ship a sailing. It was sailing on the sea. It was full of pretty things. For baby and for me. . There were sweetmeats in the cabin. There were apples in the hold.
He was fourteen years old. All his life he never left. The west side (oh). I walked past him everyday. Heading downtown. Always on the go. He was the kind of guy you never gave your real name to.
There was boy 'bout two years old. That's much too young too see what would unfold. His dad so bold, so full of lies. Caught up in things that would take his life.
Oh yeah. Yeah yeah. . I've never been the jealous type,. I've never fought over a guy.. I never had. Competition amongst friends,. But something's going on,.