In Your Eyes. . Seal no fate and hold no key. When all goes well spend some time remembering. Know by now that times have changed. But we feel each day can be deeper deeper.
Gather round the preacherman gather round here. If you're waiting for the word that'll make it all clear. When you look in the sky you can see what he sees.
Dark and silent brooding, stillness falls. Sounds caress the waiting empty halls. Pilgrims flock from miles around. Seekers in the night abound. All have come to feel the sound of joy.
I've so much to say, and yet I cannot speak. Come and do my bidding now for I have grown too weak. My weary eyes have seen all that life can give. Come to me, O young one, for you I can forgive.
I've got books that say the good man's golden. And more that say the bad will fall,. So many men have drowned in evil, and left Lucifer standing tall.
The world began to change the children moved and they had children. It was all arranged you couldn't live there anymore. All you had was that old place in the middle of the path of progress.
As the dew turns into frost. There is something that I hope will. Not be lost. The leaves will change, they'll start. To fall. I still wonder if it mattered much at.
We have seen this sight. Still in the darkest night. Now it surrounds us. Coming to an end. Easy when you pretend. It hasn't found us. It hasn't found us.
Hangin' at the station waiting for the final ride. Time passed by. And it's getting harder to pretend. . Counting all the cracks in the pavement subdivides.
The python is waiting, we take it. A twisted tomato, forsaken. "What's got into me? what's got into you?. We're naked.". (Everybody's gonna say it). Mama says to me, mama says to me,.
Drunken drive up 1-5 road. Heavy Metal dudes know were to go. Drink the bottles unto the dome. Provincial kids gone out of control. Dome!. . Parking lot-much smoke to do.
I'm overwhelmed by questions,. The most simple "why's".. It doesn't feel like home,. It just feels like lies.... . There's no point in waiting. for the veil to drop,.
I am enthraled, mesmerized,. And with these pages, paralyzed.... Albeit relaxed, undaunted,. This house feels haunted.... . Advanced it is,. Flawless it seems,.
Turn it up for me when we're all alone. Turn it down for me when you have to go far away from home. Don't want nobody else inside the secret door. Don't want nobody else to find out what I'm waiting f0r.
One step forwards two steps backwards. That's the dance I want to learn. If I could master it and put a little style in it. I'll have some fun when it's my turn.
He wakes up every morning. Comes back with love just for her in her bed. It's something that she likes and she told him so. That's what she said alright.
A hundred years and many a tear tells the story of Harry Power. Took Ned Kelly when he was a lad and just a wild flower. Taught him how to rob taught him how to hide in not so many hours.
Arthur lying down dreaming a dream. Woke up to realise life wasn't as it seems. Four walls a bed and a wonderful view. But he's feeling lonely without the rest of his crew.