I thought I'd have to pay to feel good. By all the pretty things that caught my eye. Empty as my pocketbook I stood. With only common sense to tell me why I.
As I circle the picnic table. Eyes watch me in my flowing dress. The sky is an unnatural shade of green. But its really just the light through the trees.
Summertime and the living is easy. Fish are jumping and the cotton is high. Oh, your Daddy's rich and your Momma's good looking. So hush, little baby, don't you cry.
Salvador, your father named you. After a dead brother. And your mother hung the cross upside down. Salvador, so much of time hung over. . Old men's sleeves.
Don't know why there's no sun up in the sky. Stormy weather. Since my man and I ain't together. Keeps raining all the time. Life is bare. Gloom and misery everywhere.
Hey what about me. when can I tumble like Old Neil. ass over heels. When can I float above the road see how that feels. Who made these promises to raise the hopes of dopes like us.
I'll be way down a silver road, I'll go. Where the moon has it lit up. Turn off your headlights and go slowly. I don't want it to let up. . Have you been thinking that you were all alone.
The night was mighty dark so you could hardly see. For the moon refused to shine. Couple sitting underneath the willow tree. For love, they pined. . Little May was kinda 'fraid of darkness.
Gonna take a sentimental journey. Gonna set my heart at ease. Gonna take a sentimental journey. To renew old memories. . Got a bag, I got my reservation.
Salamander, Salamander. You have to help me understand. All the mysteries of the forest,. The secret map, the golden tree. I'm waiting for you patiently.
I rock me, from the bay on mexiko, I row me, to the shore the montego bay. turn make a lady, peace her will stay, here in the worm bright arms. till I milkey way..
The sun has set. The ground is cold and wet. And I still haven't left. And time she let us rest. For long enough. But we're growing up. Things are different.
I don't talk the way I should. If I could just fit in I would. I'm the new chick in the neighborhood. . I don't dress the way I could. Sometimes I'm bad but it's all-good.
Sad lookin' faces. On these money makin' races ya. A tired child. With a soul that's running wild ya. . On a Saturday subway to a long distant place. I'm trying to find just a little bit of pride.
Crazy getting silly with a fat old man and his alligator hands so cold. Rubbin me down with a toothless frown. Says he'd give 20 dollars to shoot his load.
Everything that I love turns to smoke.. It billows out from nothing. Laughing at my cries. Holding the charred remains of the last dirty joke. As if they know how it died.
Dark isolation binds us.. We're all twisted up in clouds. Hellbound. The sky is falling down.. . The beast inside of all of us. Is dying to get out. To stealthily kill and live within the trust that we give it..
And the ants go marching on. Through the hills they sing their song. For the good of the world they carry on. . But when the winter comes my darlings where will you go?.