Why they wanna see my spine, Mommy?. Why they wanna see my spine?. It's gonna hurt again, Mommy. Much worse than last time. . Am I gonna see God, Mommy?.
Things didn't work out the way you had planned it. Things fell apart at the seams. [Incomprehensible]. . And now you're cold and sleepy. Christ, how did it come to this?.
Someday, you will hear me sing a love song. Someday, I'll find a girl to call my own. . Bringing it all together. Doing it on my own. Walking hand in hand like lovers.
So many people in the neighborhood. So many people in the neighborhood. So many people in the neighborhood. I don't know if they're very good people. .
Ah, she danced like a floozie in a hot tub of guava. Achin' round the scene, you know she's hip to her mantra. He was a meditated fucker, all strung-out on Sinatra.
Janey came back from the stand smiling. With the writing of Kafka in hand and a bunny in a can. Slipping and sliding you feel yourself asking her. Why would you want me to try?.
Three men's all there were, three men out at sea. Three men came aboard my ship and took my true love from me. I couldn't believe. She wanted to leave, she wanted to leave.
Three men's all there were, three men out at sea. Three men came aboard my ship and took my true love from me. I couldn't believe. She wanted to leave, she wanted to leave.
I met her at the living earth show. She crossed the room, the lights sank low. We're together, she really digs me, she fucks me. Who would think I could be so happy?.
When I feel ashamed I get so scared. It makes me wanna hurt you, Shamemaker. My body aches and I feel alone. I'm in a very defensive place, Shamemaker.
When I find you in your sleep, Sarah. I will tell you what you mean to me, Sarah. . I know this big world. Ain't always what it seems, Sarah. Forever may I love you.
When the sky is gray,. Hope just hides away.. I'll be your sunflower.. . When you can't stand up,. Even love is not enough.. I'll be your sunflower.. .
You know the way you look makes everyone hungry. You got the ways and means to make it all right. Dye your hair suicide blonde. Dye your hair suicide blonde.
Tangerines are hanging heavy, glowing marigolden hues. Teasing a half-pale moon. And I feel a pull to the blue-velvet dark and stars.. . Pink Magnolia, blushing and coy.
Rain turns the sand into mud. Wind turns the trees into bone. Stars turning high up above. You turn me into somebody loved. . Nights when the heat had gone out.
It's the second September I have known you. Four years or so ago, I rode a pony, called him "Truth". We didn`t know the way so it took us till today to get here.
Arms around my body. Kisses on my skin. I walk away. I walk away. But he lingers. . Maybe it should matter. More to be myself. I walk away. I walk away.
No walls to keep you in. No one to answer to. Or ask where you've been. (Or ask where you've been). . No job to tie you down. No address so you can't get lost.
Some say he's an angel, an angel of love. Some say he's the stars in the sky, and the moon up above. But to me, he is Jesus. He's all this and more. He is our savior sent from God. Unto us, he was born. So you say what you want to, but remember this well, It's not just in the land or the trees, but in your heart that he dwells..
I'll still have memories sweet memories of you. Sometimes I wonder now and then of all the things that might have been. Thinking of the things we used to do.