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Looking back where I used to be. Reckless youth, that's the truth. At twenty one I had a grand conceit. Clarity, simplicity. . In my world of darkness.
I've been prayin', I'm prayin' that you come to your senses. 'Cause whilst you bask in the warmth of the sun. We're vulnerable and defenseless. There are so many people, who've come to depend on you.
Other guys' girls seem to look even better.. Go out and get them other guys' girls.. Other guys' girls seem to treat them so right.. More charm, no lies..
If there were no instruments. No verse or chorus sung. Our hearts still would resonate. With flowing rhythms. Can you hear? I can hear it now. . Our bodies sing in silent melody.
She said I tried to mind my own business. But that sad look on your face was a challenge to my faith. Made me wanna chase the dark out of your room. So she smiled and said hello; little did she know.
He left home when she was seventeen. We came back to see her. She was older cold and even mean. Not like we remembered. . Out along the old road. Where the Indian Paintbrush grows.
Sittin' on the front porch in Oak Cliff with my bra - watchin' some cars go by. A lady with a baby with only one shoe walks by. The baby on her shoulder has his mouth open more than his eyes.
Lights on the river bridge roll to the water's edge. Filling the harbor with halos. The night was cold and black when they were walking back. He held her hand in the shadows.