I write, fingers cut same blood as yours. Can't make it flow but I know. A stunted way to grow and I scream. . And the kettle screams, "I'm so sick of it.
Distance more than miles to you. Tell me what more can I do. Than sit around. And think of all. The things that I forgot. To say to you?. . Just take a look.
Kick it off with a record time, tie breaking lullabies. By then you'll sing it, can you sing it?. Hopes galore in 1985, before the starting line. But now we bring it, can you bring it?.
I just wanna be free to smoke the weed. Another denied right, a right you make me fight for. I just wanna be free to plant the seed. Another denied right, a right you make me fight for.
Ooh shalalalalalala. Ooh shalalalalalala. . Tedium is overcome. From obscurity. Through melody. And when I'm blind. It helps me see through your key. .
She says, this is the last time you get high. What you're doin' really brings me down. It's so that you can feel alive. Would you really wanna break me down now.
Come on down the mountain. We're waiting here for you. Grey faced wrath is upon us. Yeah lights the valley blue. . Yeah come on down the mountain. We're waiting here for you.
Well, I got a little change in my pocket going jingle lingle ling. Want to call you on the telephone, baby, and give you a ring. But each time we talk, I get the same old thing.
Well I surely can show you. Where you can go stuffing the rest of your memories. Another downer for the really down. We used to run around the secret cemetery.
I was a pilgrim in early life, I traveled at night. Bound for Jordan just ten miles north of a civil war. Immersed in mercy in holy flood that mingled with blood.
You should write a book. I remember the times. You wanted ten pence for a look. Which you took. . I'm under your spell, go on then kiss 'n' tell. Take what you can sell, go on now kiss 'n' tell.
There's no two ways about it. There's nothing left to say. If you'd only paid attention. Then things wouldn't be this way. . Crazy paved with good intentions.
I never knew that. Party talk is oh so dull. Oh what fun to chat. No thanks my glass is full. I looked in your eyes. And blushed with suprise. . I'd met you before.
Backwashed thoughts. And you made me talk. No, you made me listen. There's a feeling from Ada to Irene. . There's something. There's nothing you haven't seen.
I got a good reason for loving you. It's an old fashioned sign. I kinda get the feelin' like mmm you know when. I fell in love the first time.. . Kind woman.