A seed become a flower. A cocoon becomes a butterfly. Winter becomes spring time. And love becomes a child. . The clouds become the rain. The sad becomes the pain inside.
We were so caught up in being afraid. We lost control and slipped away. But was it worth lashing out?. Did it comfort you with overwhelming doubt?. . Look at the mess we made.
let's go it's so funny sometimes what you see. it really blows my f**kin' mind. please tell me what are you trying to be. it really blows my f**kin' mind.
I wonder if you're alone up there. Since you've been gone, I've been alone down here. She told me that I would be okay. Now I don't believe, what she had to say.
I know you're not exactly crazy. About the way I have been lately. And I don't know when I should say. All the things I want to say. . 'Cause I know that it would hurt you.
Ain't it amazing when the seasons begin, to change. Someone behind the scenes just seems to pull some strings. I've struggled with an old angel all night long.
You gotta start, moving on. It will be better in the sun. Just move ahead, it won't be long. And it'll be brighter. . You gotta start, moving on. It will be better in the sun.
If, if I was a moth. I'd fly to the light in you. And if, if I was lost. I'd lose myself in you. . Planets line up in the sky. Feel the waves go rushing by.
mounds of feeble trouble drop from the skies. I've seen an ailing nothing where the outer space lies. Powder kegs and marbles [of mumbles?] turn from gray to green eyes.
All things want to be all. A picture perfect for everything small. We're all insects. Marching one by one army ants. . You can't rely on....... Sightless by the vision magnet.
I need to find a way to say the things I need to say. But it's so hard to find the perfect words and perfect time. Through the times I'm just not sure.
There's a band playing down the street we could see, yeah. Movie showing down at the Von Lee. A church supper with Grandma and Grandad. Let's go out and have ourselves the best time we've ever had.
(John Mellencamp/George M. Green). On a Greyhound thirty miles beyond Jamestown. He saw the sun set on the Tennesseee line. He looked at the young man who was riding beside him.
Well, I hear in Miami they have a lot of girls. Who toast their flesh in the sun. Living on allowances they receive from the old man at home. To keep up appearances, to have fun.
I met my girl. She was livin' in the melting pot. I touched her skin. It was greasy from the melting pot. Get yourself a weapon. Cause they slice you up in the melting pot.
This ain't no make believe. I ain't foolin' around this time. You can believe what you want to believe. It's a sin the way we've wasted our time. Make me feel like I wanna feel.
There is no denying, truth can leave you crying, when you've never loved before. I hope you're never leaving 'cause wishes are deceiving and crying hurts us more.
Some say sufferings not much. But I say.... We make sure to know. We know a lot of who we're killing. . We fell apart. We all fell apart. Underestimate what it means to me.