Don't you know it is hard to let go. From the world where you've grown?. Don't you know it is hard to let go. From the world where you've grown?. . Don't you know it is hard to let go.
Nothin' is real when you're talkin'. I don't believe what I'm watchin'. Shelter me 'til it's over. Of what you wanna believe, hey, hey. . I'm afraid of what I see and.
This is the time to make things right. But I can't go on. And all these people with their lives so stable. They're in denial, hit the ground but in style today.
My life's been holding it's weight. Beneath a blackened sky. So hard I've worked just for. the dreams to pass me by. Now when the time is right. for me to win this fight.
I'm proud to be a Canadian. Pass me another beer. I'm proud to be a Canadian. Hold my seat while i take a piss. . Our prime minister sucks dogshit through his nose.
My wide eyes, straight with red lines. Visions of me and you. Shattered in a day like broken glass. . Perfectly blind, (said I'm perfectly blind). Perfectly blind, (please somebody help me).
Maybe her eyes will shine tonight. maybe she'll dress up and look as good as ever. I wish I lit the match that burns in your eyes. I wish I sparked the fire that warms your heart.
So I tip my glass, and I bid farewell, with this open scar, and this band aid on my chest, and my heart's in a baggage claim, and my head feels light from bleeding, it's the thinning of my soul, and how it pours itself on you.
Here I am again and I've been waiting. I took my time and now I'm contemplating what to say to you, I don't know what to do. As you stand there my heart it starts to tear.
DAVID WILCOX. BREAKFAST AT THE CIRCUS 1987. PUSH PUSH PUSH. . Into the struggle we're born. Some people call it a rat race. Blind ambition all over his face.
I respect what you can do. But I'd say the same about a gun. Depends which side of you they see. Some feel safe and some will run. . There's so much fight you keep in store.
My name is David Wilcox. I am the high sheriff of Hell. My name is David Wilcox. I am the high sheriff of Hell. And where I go when I die nobody can tell.
Stop drinkin' coffee. Start drinkin' tea. This life I'm living. Is gonna be the death of me. I believe in miracles and. I believe in love. Freedom first for all concerned.
How good would it feel to be needed by me. To watch me put you first, time after time?. How good would it feel to know that I cannot. I cannot in fact live without you.
DAVID WILCOX. PLAY ON YOUR HARP. . When David was a shepherd boy. He killed Goliath and it filled him full of joy. . So won't you play on your harp little David.
My wounds are growing deeper. As blood flows to the ground. I know it is over. But it still hurts.... . I've lost my energy. Of being still alive. With every cut into my veins.
They say maybe dreams are only movies of the mind. Still I've lived a few. Oh I'm not a star. Though in some ways I've made it. . But all these nights away is gonna lose me you.