Love is a burnin' thing. And it makes a fiery ring. I was bound by wild desire. I fell into a ring of fire. . I fell into a burnin' ring of fire. I went down, down, down, and the flames got higher.
You look them in the eye. To show them you're brave. But no one but me knows. That you're just a slave. To this part in the play. You never mean what you say.
If it's the rough stuff ya want. You can point yer finger at me. 'cause I can dish it out good. But I don't give it away for free. There's a price for my vice.
No matter what I say or do. You're never satisfied. I've tried I've tried so many times. So I'm leaving you now goodbye. . I'm riding on that midnight train.
I wandered again to my home in the mountains. Where in youth's early dawn I was happy and free. I looked for my friends but I never could find them. I found they were all rank strangers to me.
I don't want your rambling letters. Don't want your picture in a frame. All I want is you in person. Won't you let me change your name. . Mama said you'd come home soon.
Here they come. They're marching my way again.. I can see my reflection in their metallic skin. Here they come. They're calling my name again.. Conformity is their staple and status, their weapon.
Memories inside have captured me. They're sitting by my bedside and captivating my mind. Vengeance is mine, or soon will be. Revenge is my time-line; your payback is my deadline.
Colors do not lie...red brush strokes wave goodbye.. I've looked into your eyes for the last time.. Close those tainted eyes. The view is so amazing with them shut tight..
Death for truth or death for a lie, the value of life depends upon you.. Some choices are wise; some choices are foolish,. But this false stance will never see you through.
Roseville Fair. by Bill Staines. Oh, the night was clear,. And the stars were a-shinin'.. The moon came up so quiet in the sky.. All the people gathered 'round,.
River. by Bill Staines. I was born in the path of the winter wind,. I was raised where the mountains are old.. Their springtime waters came dancing down,.
Feels Like A Locomotion. Nothin' Can Make Such Commotion. It Reaches Way Down In Your Soul. Round And Round. Like A Little Bit Of Rock 'N' Roll. . Feel The Beat Coming Down.
I'm still scared. Afraid of failing, anticipating. The ride to end. Before the wheels begin to move. . Run away, so I can hide. Run away, I've mastered feeling nothing.
I know I've been mistaken. But just give me a break. And see the changes that I've made. . I've got some imperfections. But how can you collect them all.
I have seen too many sad eyes look at me. Eyes that set me free, all the places that I've been. . Thank you for the letters that you thought you wrote in vain, and for.
I have seen. Too many sad eyes look at me. The eyes that set me free. All the places that I've been. . Thank you for the letters. That you thought you wrote in vain.
The lights are on. But you're not home. You've drifted off. Somewhere alone. Somewhere that's safe. No questions here. A quiet place. Where you hide from your fears.
RAW. . The pictures left with me won't fade. These images affect me every day. Cause of you I feel I don't deserve. The life I see in her. . Just don't leave me.