(Sullivan). Stare across the crowd, the fear and love in their faces. The children of the tribes, prisoners of the flags unfurling. Protect us in these changing times.
Stare across the crowd, the fear and love in their faces. The children of the tribes, prisoners of the flags unfurling. Protect us in these changing times,.
It seems strange to write about these things now. but the time has probably come when we should. accept whatever is past and gone and never will return..
Tell all the people who believe what they read in the press. Tell all the folk who stare from behind suburban walls. The enemy is not some nation far across the sea.
Cassandra's still shouting from the city walls but no one ever hears. And far below the traffic moves like fish upon the ocean floor. to the rhythms of the tide.
Well we all learned how to use a fork and a knife. How sometimes we have to wear a suit and tie. And understand these things are what give us the right.
In the tall grass upon the dune. He rests his head on you. It's warm wind and a faded sky. You watch him drifting far away. Dreaming, drowning. Did you marry a man who married the sea?.
There was always something holding you back. Some other world that was calling. Maybe in the mountains where you stretched your arms. Without fear of falling.
They found us in the courtyard at our table in the shade. We toasted our last few moments and then the end came. They took us back to the airstrip in that beaten up old car.
My heart's too broke to pay attention. If love was a penny I couldn't afford to fall. Every girl in the world tonight could have sweet intentions. My heart's too broke to pay attention.
After one of my huntin', fishin' party weekends. I could hardly wait to hold my baby again. A man will never see a more beautiful sight. Than home sweet mobil home in his truck headlights.
We had a little fight tonight buddy it got vicious. And all the way out the door, I was duckin' dishes. I thought I'd let her simmer down just a few degrees.
It's funny all things a man can do when he's asleep. Like playing right field for the Red Sox on national TV. Or the next night I could the CEO of IBM.
Make memories with me. Make memories with me. Forget the one who might have been. And the one who used to be. . Darlin' I've got love. And you've got love.
There's a bottle of whiskey up above the stove. It's been there thirty years I know. Only used for coughs and colds at mama's house. . In the air there's a combination.
This bed is. so hot, I cannot get the covers off.. They stick to me like leather seats. in cars at eighty thousand degrees.. . Did you leave somethin behind?.
I got shit to do. I know you do to. but I won't let go of you. 'til you push me away. the second you leave. I miss you. I could see you tomorrow but I don't wanna wait.
Put your dirty hands, dirty hands on me. . Made a sound, no understanding. Boy, I know what you're demanding. And it's time for me to let you know. Never be without hope to play this game.
Midnight sun is rising. You had always known. That my life is yours.. . The sun sets in the desert. And you will always be. . Thought you're gone, we see the sun!.