Beneath this balcony of stars. Beyond the searchlight stage where we've become. The stuff of time amid the waves. Whose nets are cast along the shore when day is done.
I'm growing tired of the big city lights. Tired of the glamor, tired of the sights. In all my dreams, I am roaming once more. Back to my home on the old river shore.
words and music by Arlo Guthrie. . Loving in golden temples, my love. Is flowing on heavenly seas. The silent commands and heard throughout the lands.
Me and my goose. Me and my pal. We had some very good times. Me and my goose his name was Al. And he cost only a dime. . Over meadows we'd stray. Playing all day.
Like a dream in the night. As the snow settles white. There's a fire burning bright. In Massachusetts. . And there's a house upon a hill. That keeps us from the chill.
words and music by Robb (Rabbitt) MacKay. . Some times when the sun goes down. And I'm lost in some other town. My thoughts may drift away. To Manzanillo Bay.
There's sometimes I don't believe in nothing. Sometimes I do. That's why it hurts to believe in you. Though I know that pain and sorrow. Ain't nothing new.
I can still feel you there. Are we tangled in time somewhere. And it's been a while since you've been round here. Since you locked me in some devastated stare.
Man I hate the sun.. What do you mean you hate the sun?. It gets all hot on my neck, but the moon rocks. I wish it were just the moon.. Yeah but you gotta have the sun rays to live..
[Lyrics by Graav]. . Without beginning. will my hate for your lies,never end.. Weak humans,like you. will feel the fear of death.... If you're not blessed of of your faith..
It Was A Night In July. Stormy Weather For You And I. Caught In The Rain. And There Was No One To Blame. We Went Separate Ways. But I Can Still See Your Face.
Hey modern days, here we come. But our feet are swollen and we got no place to stay. But we hope it would still be okay. 'cos we brought champagne. and we thought that there must be sleeping bags.
Here I Stand. A Heartbroken Man. I Was A Bad Seed In Your Future Plan. When It Rains It Pours. That's When You Hide And Close The Door. I'll Never Be The One You Wanted.
Late hours, in the bleak flourocent light, a glimpse of the future.. Icarus succeds, the laboratory's cleansing, quiet calm.. Reality seems far away and drifting further..
London woke me up. From a comfortable sleep. With the screech of a tire. And a monotonous beep. I pulled back on the blinds. And took a one-eyed peak outside.
At the midnight hour you can feel the minutes fade. Licking wounds from yesterday, bracing for tomorrow's stage. I create these monsters, seems like every way I can.
I met a man responsible. For an unforgivable crime. We were at a bar and he said to me. I'm out, I've done my time. . But you know I will always be begging for mercy.
To be young as a girl with a boy to be one. For I solemnly devote myself to thee. I'm sorry but it's true. True but shameful and vile. So I'm not real and I won't call you.
I've waited so long. to be looking in your eyes tonight. After all these years of searching. you're here by my side. . And I'll always stand beside you.