Let's get married. (Sit down, breathe and just listen). Hey baby, baby. I've been gone I've been gone I've been so far gone lately. I know it's bad when we look out.
Let's get married. (Sit down, breathe and just listen). Hey baby, baby. I've been gone I've been gone I've been so far gone lately. I know it's bad when we look out.
I woke up thinking you were still here. My hands shaking with regret. I've held this dream for such a long long time. And I wanna get up. To the rhythm of a wild, to the rhythm of a wild heart.
I was living far in the future then. Always thinking two or three moves ahead. I did not see that everything I needed. was right in front of me. Precious moments that I let pass me by.
Everything I love has been taken. I wonder what reason I have to live. Desperately I have searched for a meaning. Is it now time for me to let go of the world.
I ruled the world. With these hands I sthe heavens to the ground. I laid the gods to rest. . I held the key to the kingdom lions guarding castle walls.
One look and I am sold. You got me on my knees. You steal all my innocence. A love sick melody. Take me...You always want the one that you can't have.
Children born and raised on a Sunday. Hearing what their leaders say. Singing along. A story missing to the. Ones who won't listen. All the words are left alone.
[** feat. Little Ghetto Boy:]. [Black Thought:]. My grandmother suits was tailor made, Sundays Mahalia played*. Simple familiar ways, like how she kneeled and prayed.
Oh, American citizen, come, collect your freedom. No matter what you're living in, no more giving in. Oh, American citizen, come, collect your freedom.
All night long. Thunder calls. Can't get away from here. Songbirds calling. Sky keeps falling. Ain't no use in fear. . Every night it. Comes back to me.
Young love like a fire that can't stop burning. In a world where all these hearts are hurting. And times I wonder is it worth it baby. But I know I was wrong when I felt that lonely.
Big train rolling down the line. Makes me lonely. Sometimes I wish to ride away. Sometimes I want to ride away. Yeah. . Big plane flying through the clouds.
I got my daddy's car. And his old guitar. A suitcase full of broken hearts. Got my momma's smile. And her baby blue eyes. I ain't got much. But what I got is mine.
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I am a cobweb, yeah. In the corner of the room. I tell you I built myself a boat baby. So come on and cry me a monsoon. . And get busy on it, baby, yeah.
Headaches, heartaches. windfalls and pitfalls. They pay what they pay. . Car crash, talk trash. Bloodbaths and witchcraft. If that's what you see. . How can I make somethin' so wrong somethin' so right.
Dry bread on the table. Burn the mill salt the paper. . And its easy pick-ins on Locust Street. There's no place to hide. And you can't find love on Locust Street.
Picture yourself in a boat on a river. With tangerine trees and marmalade skies. Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly. A girl with kaleidoscope eyes.
Every time I fall. I bring you along. 'Cause I need you there. . Every time I leave. For my selfish things. Well I know I'm wrong. . No matter what I want to believe.