Oh father come to the window. Look over yonder lake. At the wondrous golden city. Beyond the icy wake. In my short life we've passed this way. Ten times or more.
Red running shoes with crumbling soles. Clashed with pink pearls 'round my love wanton soul. My body was attired in jute, jean and satin. I waited for Valentine.
My Mama drives a cab. For the Star Cab company. And when she's on a call. I'm in my own custody. . Don't throw the meter, mama. . She drives me into town.
People love the working man. Who does the best that he can. But don't forget all the horses and toys. Never could fix the poor, little, rich boys. . People say they love the maid.
Southern boys are warm and lovely. They speak gently of their homes and show you pictures of the folks. Their breath in your ear is as soft as the cotton.
I used to know a pretty girl. Who cut off all her hair. The scissors flew among the curls. And curls went everywhere. . I gathered up her fallen locks.
In Delaware when I was younger. I would live the life obscene. In the spring I had great hunger. I was Brando I was dean. . Blaspheming booted blue-jeaned baby boy.
Your hands, they remind me. Of fond memories. Of the days that can't be taken back. . Sweet sixteen, sweet sixteen. . Cool river waters. Dancing beneath our feet, off to sea.
You're a porcelain doll that sits in a window. You hold your breath when people walk by. Safely kept behind rose-colored glass. Neatly tucked beneath the spotlight.
I know it's there, burnin' to shine out. I know it's there, itchin', scratchin', just a shout. Buried, treasured safe. Waiting for perfect reason, perfect ways.
Babe, if you want to be free. I can't keep you here with me. If you have to go away. . But I think you should know. When you're out on your own. That you' will find that you'll make a mistake.
We both know there's nothing more. To be said now, the spark has gone. The vultures waiting with the devil smile. Our love forsaken concealed in lies.
On the banks of the Alabama. Autumn falls into spring. And a day is always longer than it seems. White camellias, winter blooms. When summer comes I will think of you.
Fourth and Walnut. Tenth and Main. Anywhere I'm standing. We are all the same. . Every single beat. Every single breath. Every single day. Fades into the west.
They say we're made of atoms. That are much too small to see. And our world is just a part of. At least a million galaxies. . Well I couldn't say. For certain.
I'm tired of being alone,. missing someone i dont even know. crazy but all ive been through. was just another way of getting back to you. . its only a matter of time.
Sweetheart. What does it feel like. So good the Devil even got a start. Hot crotch out for a nice walk. Talk lots never did with you. Good God I had the guts to.
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I wanna run from the apathy. from the questioning tounges. and eyes that just won't come off. and get a job in a industry. where a smile's not required.