Wish I was a plane, flying high alone. Heading towards the sun, taking myself home. Troubles far behind, worries down below. Floating by my side, clouds as white as snow.
(Ray Sawyer/Shel Silverstein). . Well here I am in the wind again, floating where it takes me. Laughin' and a soaking' in the summer sun, until the alarm clock awakes me.
(R. Haffkine/D. Locorriere/R. Sawyer/R. Elswitt/J. Garfat/B. Francis). . Alright, now everybody say hello to the bass. (What are you yellin' about?). Now we'd like to take this opportunity to introduce our bass player to his fans.
(R. Sawyer). . Just a little ol' boy about twelve years old, working on my daddy's farm. Gotta help him build an ol' chicken coop, gotta help him paint the barn.
Baby let me drink from your well 'til your well runs dry. Baby let me drink from your well. Baby let me drink from your well 'til your well runs dry. Baby let me drink from your well.
Yeah. . Come on to me babe, let me be your lover. Let's do all the things lovers do. We can kiss and hug honey. All night on the rug that daddy back in Texas gave to you.
(D. Locorriere). . Well I've been runnin' so long I'm ready to ride. I'm gettin' tired of the cold let me come inside. Life is bitchin' when you're hitchin' up a one way street.
(Shel Silverstein). . This is the last mornin' that I wake up in this dirty city. Looking for the sunshine as the buildings block the skies. This is the last mornin' that I wash in rusty water.
(Shel Silverstein). . This is the last mornin' that I wake up in this dirty city. Looking for the sunshine as the buildings block the skies. This is the last mornin' that I wash in rusty water.
(Clark/Bettis). . Lately sundown means a little more to me. Heartbeats rise as the sun slips through the trees. As the twilight burns the sky. I can't wait for the light to die.
When I look at the colored lights. In the postcards with city sites. My eyes are dim under blurry skies. The ground beneath me. Won't hold tight. And I say.
Was gonna write this. But now I'm telling you. Because I just ran out of time. Gotta get it out. Too far to stop now. And I don't care what this sounds like.
I was put in a round room. And told to sit in the corner. While they wash my brain with a dirty rag. . I was given a hammer. And told to build a fortress.
Yes, take time to realize what you have. Yes, I did but suspended and now I hang. Beneath the ground that we have made. For all of us to walk on. . See me now.
Such a little niggle. The tiniest of touch. So easy to brush aside when everything looks up. But blossomed into chaos. The icy hands of rage reach deep into your system.
Hey, hey, it's been so long since I have written with pen. Ya know it's sharper than a sabre, I don't feel like Errol Flynn. Got no computer, I can't type the letter in.
All day long I sit and watch your back. Keep on coming like a heart attack. I can't tell you that you know no lie. But you know in your mind that you're a fucked up guy.
Feed me with my pride, satiate the liar. Bleed me in your arms, let me be devoured. . Now you see me, now you don't. . You see, the leech is fed but I can't deny.
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