You got rimbaud eyes. You got rimbaud eyes. You got!. . Truly, I have wept too much. In the dawns are heart breakers. Every moon is atrocious, every sun bitter.
Heartbroken and attractive. A sad sloppy mess. Looking for approval. And easily impressed. Beware they say. But why would I listen?. I need to know what I've been missing.
I will sit right here. And bide my time. As long as it takes. To get what's rightfully mine. . And I won't be denied. 'Cause all I've got left. Is my pride and I will rise up.
Down too long like I was before. And I've never thought I'd see the day. Can't be wrong cause I know the score. And I guess there is no other way. . Reminded of you.
Down too long like I was before. And I've never thought I'd see the day. Can't be wrong 'cause I know the score. And I guess there is no other way. . Reminded of you, reminded of you.
I've seen pictures of a bright sun shining face. And I know it. I've heard stories of a child not yet out of place. So well, I remember this. . Through it all I've learned so much about you.
Let it Recluse, i come back, flying low, we can hiighh.. . let it ease, lose my mind, again this time forever.. . And i will suffer.. let it recluse should i run for cover the dealtness.
Hands raised full of sin. This is where the story began. As my halo. I'm scarred by where I've been. . This ain't over, till it's over. This ain't over, till it's over, yeah.
Last night a little dancer came dancin' to my door. Last night a little angel came pumpin' on my floor. She said, come, baby, I got a license for love.
Whatever happened to until death do us part?. Together forever slowly severed us apart. You know, dreams are just like lies. (Dreams are just like lies).
Let's say no money. Let's say no crimes. Let's say no limits. Let's say no war. . Let's say no hate. Let's say no pain. Let's say no fear. Let's say no more.
Well, on my way. I smell the rain rumblings of a storm. Cowards will run, the war child will fight. Bring the world to its knees. . How will I know?. (Where will we go?).
(Shel Silverstein). . Now Roland the roadie was only a toadie who set up the lights and the mikes for the shows. And Gertrude the groupie was a rock and roll fan, who stood by the stage door in the rains and the snows.
(S. Silverstein). . Rings of grass, crowns of flowers. Gone, gone, gone, gone. Furs that are woven of whispering hours. Gone, gone, gone, gone. . She's gone away where the rings are real.
Ring, ring, telephone ring, somebody's here, "Hey baby what'cha doing?". I've been wondering where you been, now and then I think about you and me. No need fightin' about things we can't recall, it don't matter now at all.
Red-Winged Blackbird - Ray Sawyer. (Joel Jaffe). . The indians say that the blackbird. Was flying too close to the sun. And the bright burning flames changed his wings and his name.
How it started out with us. . Perfect is how it started out with us. Finally a girl that I could trust. With beauty, brains. Knows how to lie she's just.
By the Holy Resurrection. and by the torments of damnation. I raise you and I command thy. Ghost of the deceased, to answer my call. and to follow these holy ceremonies.
It's no fun. Put down your gun. That wasn't how the west was won. . No one to blame. Try to keep it sane. Go and recover from your pain. . And you see it over and over.