I can't help but close my eyes for life. And dream a different ending. That when I wake, I won't be so exhausted. And I will stop with my pretending. That I'm fine, I'm fine if I can fool myself tonight.
I'm lucky if I ever see the light of day again. My skin is choking me. My feeble walls are closing in. This cell is filled with scholars easing me. They're teasing me.
Broken heart, broken dreams, broken promise. Broken wings, broken spirit, break everything.. It breaks a body down.. Broken back, broken seams, broken life.
Pain and grief,. Keep us suffering. Send the poor to war,. Send the rich up to their suite. Stranglehold,. Hope unbeknown to me. A sentence for the feeble and acquittals for the king.
Need a beat, need a beat. Something to move my feet. Everything that you do. Sounds like records on repeat. And I try, and I try. But I can't feel the vibe.
Come listen to my story, I'll tell you no lies, how John Lewis did murder a little Omie Wise,. He asked her to meet him at Adams's spring, said he'd bring her money and other fine things,.
Rich man, poor man, beggar or thief, no matter which one in this life you lead. If you think you've reached the top of the world just look all around and you'll see.
Now it's time to break the spell. Future's written down. Is it tears or happiness. What's your fate - time will tell. . Is it left or is it right. Elect the road you'll take.
Though she was still a little girl. She was a woman of the world. She used to sit upon my knee. And put the sugar in my tea. No no no, no no no. And now you'll never realize.
Oh comely. I will be with you when you lose your breath. Chasing the only. Meaningful memory you thought you had left. With some pretty bright and bubbly.
Maybe I'm jaded and bored. Always lookin' for more. Waiting around for the next big fix. I know. I'm a wreck I'm a mess. But I couldn't care less. Don't know what it would take to change me.
I won't compete because I don't need to be. In front of someone that wants to compete with me. Who needs another aggravation. Or a fucked up situation.
Maybe I'm jaded and bored. Always lookin' for more. Waiting around for the next big fix. I know. I'm a wreck I'm a mess. But I couldn't care less. Don't know what it would take to change me.
I check the time, it's 4:00 a.m.. And I just passed the westside buildings. All the broken glass. As I try to shake the cold away, but anyways,. It's late at night and I'm about to crack.
There's not a doctor that can fix me. My disease is chronic and I've lost all self-control. Have you ever had your heart ripped out your throat?. Anxious and all alone, now stop and remember we're only human.
Now all of us knew Old Crow as the patron drinker's curse.. He paced along the barstools, beggin' quarters for his thirst.. Nobody knew where he came from,.
( written by Neil Young ). . The world is turning, I hope it don't turn away. The world is turning, I hope it don't turn away. All my pictures are falling.
Behind the bric and brac. There will be no lookin' back. And between Hell and hello. There will be no lettin' go, no there won't. . And you can't be serious.