You're living your life when you're living it most,. You're living your life when you're living it,. Oh so many paths that lead you down. So many paths that lead you....
oh my. oh my. and Ive been runnin away. why you been flossin' like gold ruby is watchin'. I know you talking its okay Ive got options. she tryna tell me but she dont know Im watchin'.
Run. . I'm sorry is something that I'll never say. And I don't expect it from you. I want you to know how I'm doing and where I've been. Even though I already know.
Once there was a man,. Who had a little too much,. Time on his hands,. He never stopped to think,. That he was getting older.. When his night came to an end,.
One two three four give me more. Cause I think we're going down. What you need it for?. Pass the wealth around. We're going right back to the borderline.
As dolls go I am broken. And you could just let that get us off the hook. But from under the umbrella of the unspoken. I see you giving me that look. .
Are you facing east or west. Or north or south?. When it gets cold outside. Do you get brought in. Or do you get left out?. Are you in the shade of something bigger.
you can doubt anything. if you think about it long enough. 'cause what happened always adjusts to fit. what happened after that. and it's hard to feel like you are free.
Come home and my guitar has nothing to say to me. I've recoiled from all my friends. And then I'm in misery. Been so long since I've been held. Really, since I was his.
New years eve we dropped mushrooms. And danced around the house. Making music with everything that we found. Incantation replaced resolution. And we vowed to allow each perfection.
New years eve we dropped mushrooms. And danced around the house. Making music with everything that we found. Incantation replaced resolution. And we vowed to allow each perfection.
Manhattan is an island. Like the women who are. Surrounded by children in a car. Surrounded by cars. . Or Manhattan was a project. That projected the worst of mankind.
you were so in love. that it was all you could talk about. and i think i felt a little left out. you were on cloud 9 all the time. while i was levelling.
it's rock paper scissors as to whether. i will get over you at all. it's hand against hand and both hands are mine. it's standing in a circular line. which is not to say that i'm not also happy.
Tending the garden of noise. When I grow the traffic. And the church bells. And the neighborhood boys. Singing to myself. As the solitude sets in. In tune with the symphony.
She says my ass hurts. When I sit down. She says my feet hurt. From just standing around. I think my body. Is as restless as my mind. And I don't know if I can roll with it.
I could sing you 'round a pole. I could talk you up a tree. But when it comes to what really matters. You are way more clever than me. . I knew I wanted to be challenged.
Rush hour and the day's dawning. The rain came and pushed me under the awning. The puddles grew and threw themselves at me. With every passing car I'm shielding my guitar.
Ramblin' around your city. Ramblin' around your town. I never see a friend I know. As I go ramblin' 'round boys. As I go ramblin' 'round. . My mother hoped that I might be.