Sunrise, sunset. Sunrise, sunset. Swiftly go the days. . Sunrise, sunset. You wake up, then you undress. It always is the same. . A sunrise and the sun sets.
{"So long, everything" he shouted. Then he ran next door to Margot's house. "I'm moving," he said, "where?" asked Margot. "Two weeks away, two weeks away," he said M-Mitchell.
Amy's got a baby in her stomach. She took my hand I felt it kick. So she's crying an glowing. She's 3 months and showing. Seeing her now makes me want to live.
I am a blueblood I will admit that. I dance in blue shoes and wear a blue hat. Live in a blue house on a blue street, in a blue town by a blue creek. I write my blue songs with m blue pen. I sing the blue notes to my blue friends. Now I don't know that much about you but I like you because you are true blue..
I wish I saved it for rainy days. 'Cause they're the hardest to stay dry. Got no self control. I'm always beggin' into telephones. And then I. I bought a little from my brother's friend.
He always gets so mad things you laugh at. "Don't get so worked up," you'd say. But on the back deck you admit. That you haven't felt much like laughing lately anyway.
See the soul singer in the session band. Shredded to ribbons beneath a microphone stand. Felt the quickness of pity like a flash in a pan. For the soul singer in the session band.
He always gets so mad things you laugh at. "Don't get so worked up" you'd say, but on the back deck you admit. That you haven't felt much like laughing lately anyway.
Now and again. It seems worse than it is. But mostly the view is accurate. You see your breath in the air. As you climb up the stairs. To that coffin you call your apartment.
There is a middle-aged woman, she's dragging her feet. She carries baskets of clothes to a laundromat. While the Mexican children kick rocks into the street.
Come on in, my weary friend. The welcome here is endless. . These fears of yours, like painted whores. They will not stay the night. If all your life you've done what's right.
She says she's read too many fashion magazines. She's forgotten what real love is like. And as the basement collects more kids off the street. They smoke themselves to death waiting for the band to begin.
Took the fireworks and the vanity. The circuit board and the city streets. Shooting star, swaying palm tree. Laid it at the arbiter's feet. . If I could change my mind, change the paradigm.
I wanna be the surgeon that cuts you open. That fixes all of life's mistakes. I wanna be the house that you were raised in. The only place that you feel safe.
Here is a scale, weigh it out and you will find. Easily, more than sufficient doubt that. These colors you see were picked in advance. By some careful hand with an absolute concept of beauty.
Two three four. . Let's go place some money on the order of the horses. Break the ribbon of that famous finish line. And we'll gather up our stash babe.
Virginia is almost sleeping. The night is getting older. There's static on the TV. She's lying on the sofa. The cats crawl over her. . Jenny is in the garage.
Love ain't easy loving you. Love takes a whole lot of getting used to. But I knew you were the one. I always knew this day would come. Love ain't easy, love can be strange.
Summer girls they sure are fun. Get so golden in the sun. That they could block out any other thought. Dry your eyes and turn away. Cause there's nothing we can say.
I know I can't hide this fear inside. Still my friends understand. . Things have worked out. . Much as you had said. . Ain't no mystery what I need. Is understanding.