As I look back on my education. And all that I have learnt. Get a glimpse of my life destination. And fly up like a bird. . The girl has grown in many ways.
Sometimes I think about the way it was,. When we fell in love.. Things were different then. Innocent and wide open,. Free and beautiful. I want to feel like that again.
I watch the room,. As it floats around you. And you set the mood,. and I can't comprehend. Anything that my smile leaks out;. I lift my stakes up just to put them down..
I'm quick to think about,. All the obvious ways to keep it out of my head. It seeps in like air;. It's burning me out. And I, don't know. . I don't know what to do if I keep,.
Living on the highway, way outside of town. The lean to it is leaning, bent and broken down. Got myself a hunting rifle, a hunchback in my head. Double barreled misty morning when I get out of bed.
He sits in the shade of the old Jacaranda. Quietly reading a line. A military man in his seaside weekender. He sings to his old valentine. . Better not go near the water.
From the clatter of a honky tonk. To the quiet of the range. Been thinking 'bout silence golden. Golden silence change. . Burning nights get damper. And only moon was cool.
We caught the moon, oh, all things wasted. Favors wealth and time. Fools and minion's powers pasted. Thieves who rob by night. . Calling the lamp of heaven.
Everybody wants to be loved. every once in a while. we all need someone to hold on to. just like a helpless child. yeah. can you whisper in my ear. let me know it's alright.
I want love to. roll me over slowly. stick a knife inside me,. and twist it all around.. . I want love to. grab my fingers gently. slam 'em in a doorway.
I want love to: roll me over slowly,. Stick a knife inside me, and twist it all around.. I want love to: grab my fingers gently,. Slam them in a doorway, Put my face into the ground..
He played guitar in a honky-tonk band. He drank Jack Daniels, black label brand. He was the life of the party till they closed down the bar. In the eyes of a young boy, he was a star.
Aw. Yeah. . I know you got somebody. Who thinks you're home tonight. You're lookin' for a good time. Girl, I'll do you right. . Forget your other man.
There's a stack of bills sittin' on the kitchen table. Next to catalogs of all the things we can't buy. And the dress I bought you for your birthday. Ain't got no fancy ribbons.
Sittin' in the seat of my old Olds. Pretty city lights down far below. Sittin' there soakin' up all of the heat of the fire. . You slide a little closer and whisper in my ear.
You say I ain't the man you fell in love with. Well, you know I can't say that ain't true. You used to love everything about me. Now you hate everything that I do.
I've been livin' on truck stop coffee, cigarettes and vitamin C. It's a wonder that the Devil ain't caught me. I guess he's tired of playin' hide 'n' seek.
New Mexico's lost in the back streets of Austin. Carolina keeps all her thoughts to herself. Tennessee's tight and he will not stop talking. Somebody shush him 'fore I have to myself.
Look off down the highway. at the glittering lights. Like windshield glass. on the shoulder tonight. As the diesels come. grinding on up from the plains.
Flatter than a table top. Makes you wonder why they stopped here. Wagon must have lost a wheel. Or they lacked ambition one. . In the great migration west.