Were not here to crawl away. Or find blame from wasted time. Straight or high is not wasted time. Feeling true in poor Paranoiaville. . Excuses are so easy.
You make your words so nice. I'm waiting you to name a price. One will walk along. Praying as you sing your song. Way and winters upon the season. You baby to me so right, would it be out of reason?.
Post-hardcore, pre-apocalyptic. Science-fiction, drone-loving. Renaissance Man. . Oh, what is true? What is real?. No bullshit, brother. Pot-smoking, Renaissance Man.
Heart-broken and attractive. A sad, sloppy mess. Lookin' for approval. And easily impressed. . Beware they say, but why would I listen?. I need to know what I've been missin'.
He rocked his way through yesterday, lord he thought he had a chance. He played guitar and wrote some tunes, of love and romance. He did his share of travelin', like a dog without a home.
Well, I dig bananas. And you dig pears. Just cuz we're different. Don't you be no square. . Everybody's got somethin'. That gets 'em through the night.
I don't feel a thing. and I stopped remembering. The days are just like moments turned to hours. . Mother used to say. if you want, you'll find a way.
On the first day it started to rain. Children were laughing and went out to play.. But soon all the streets were rivers and streams. Creatures were trickling in from the deep..
Rainbows in Gasoline golden and green. chemical sun setting. like a hundred million chameleon clouds. we are the dinosaurs now. . wearing freudian slips like evening gowns.
Oh Ruby Jean, last night I dreamed. I was runnin' somewhere beyond the stars. I called out to you and you answered softly. You are the children's eyes, I'm the days gone by.
Everywhere I see robin. Every time I'm with you, so you see. I could never really leave her, she's everything. For she comes out in the springtime. . Bringing roses with her words.
(lyrics by James Seals; music by James Seals & Dash Crofts, 1969). From the albums DOWN HOME (1970), SEALS AND CROFTS I AND II (1974) and TODAY (2000)..
Sand, the ocean breezes blow. Red in the sun, red so long ago. Torn by the waves, blown by the wind. Gone like the tide, until we meet again, again, again.
Wish that I could wake again. Day's at end and I've lost again. But this is my favorite time of day. . Rachel comes to dry my tears away. This is our only time to play.
Burn, fire, burn - cleanse this place with flames. I despise thy faithful lie - alone you will live in shame. Tears fill my dying eyes - for innocence is what I seek.
One, two, three, four. . As I walk along I wonder what went wrong. With our love, a love that was so strong. And as I still walk on I think of the things we've done.
Everything around me is turning into shit. And I don't know what to do. Everyone I know is having a fit. 'Cause I haven't got a clue. I don't know who I am.