Betty came by on her way. Said she had a word to say. About things today. And fallen leaves.. . Said she hadn't heard the news. Hadn't had the time to choose.
And now you know my name. But I don't feel the same. But I ain't gonna blame. The rider on the wheel. . And I know my song is new. I know it's new for you.
I got my plans. From trembling hands. I knew just what to do. Follow each step carefully. And hope they pulled me through. My father ran. To different lands.
Thoughts of rain at sunset. Clouds of rainbow blue. Thoughts of sun on sand-dunes. Where the seabirds flew. . This was our season and we said, it couldn't end.
Up in the morning at the break of day. . You'll hear a big bearded cowboy at the chuck wagon say. "Gather 'round boys, the coffee's hot on the fire. .
The battle is over. Here we all lie. In a dry sea of Solo cups. With the sun in our eyes. But it's one of those endings. Where no one claps 'cause they're sure that there's more.
Where am I today, I wish that I knew. 'Cause looking around there's no sign of you. I don't remember one jump or one leap. Just quiet steps away from your lead.
Don't stop,. Won't stop. Gon' get it girl.. Everyone in this galaxy. Just wants to see you twirl.. One step, two step, now walk it out.. Don't be shy baby,.
shivering in the cold. shimmering in the calm. the still calm. Father. someday has come and gone away. far away. beyond. beyond the space between us. lead the way.
instrumental. . written, performed and recorded by:. Matthew Ervin (The New York Room).
listen, hear me. close your eyes. close your arms around me. take my hand. take everything. I am dying in your arms. dont you know that I am here?. like so many times before.
raised hedges in the wilting grass. stalks of broken straw. barren fields and broken glass. barbed wire fence. as day breaks, a white light. shines through the fog.
(Hu-hu-higher). (Hu-hu-higher). (Uh-hu-higher). (Hu-hu-higher). . Uh-huh-higher. Uh-huh-higher. Uh-huh-higher. Uh-huh-higher. Uh-huh-higher. Uh-huh-higher.
Whoo, alright. Yo, whoo. Alright, boys, here we go now, ah. . Why should gay boys get all the good seats?. (Runnin' around, runnin' around). Little girl, God gave ya two good feets for.
A-one, a-two. A-one, two, three, four. Let's go. . Go to the block, it's Friday night. I'm wanna dig my baby, I'm so excited. The way she move is outta sight.
Seen her rockin' the Rainbow Store. That pretty little doll that I'd seen before. Stayed too long with the borderline. My emotional landscape was strip-mined.
{crowd noise}. Ahh yeah. Oww!. Hit me band!. Oww! (Hey, hey). Hit me band! (Yep). . From out of nowhere so they came. Smellin' like a dozen cans of wet Magic Shave (What's that funky smell?).