So, where is your god?. Where is your sun. Should light the way. Was walked with the pain. . Where is your own. Angel was born. To keep you alive. To bring you the light?.
Here they come the business men like a herd of cattle rumbling in. The exchange has officially begun. Now all the offices are buzzing the executives are busy bees.
It's showing in your face, you're out night after night. Came with a hungry heart, losing my appetite. Hours just keep passing by, I'll start wondering.
mood: pleased. music: do the panic. Guess I got in trouble too. nothing left for me to do,. I guess I forgot to play it cool.. Well I put on my walking shoes and walked down to the swimming pool.
Hold on, hold on. Your day's full, okay, that's fine. I don't mind the meantime. . You've got your things to do. Places you have to go, so and so. I don't mind the meantime.
Sitting in your room, drinking your perfume. Wondering which day of the week, I'll die on now. I'm lying on your bed, unscrewing your head. Trying to figure out what's wrong, inside.
There's nothing for me here. I'm starting to get old. And time just ticks on. We've all been taking some comfort in repetition. . And I'm left with no way to scratch.
I suppose. That there's no way. To break a broken heart. . But you've been gone. I don't know how long. I've waited with open arms. . Would you please.
I'm gonna miss the galleria. It was the only place to go this side of town. Goodbye to the galleria. I just heard today they're gonna tear it down. And without the galleria.
Saw my reflection, covered in glass. How it reminds me of you. Broken like a vision, an unfinished season. Terror had struck me, but all I could see is your soft skin.
Saw my reflection, covered in glass. How it reminds me of you. Broken like a vision, an unfinished season. Terror had struck me, but all I could see is your soft skin.
I keep thinking of you, you're on my mind.. For the fifty seven thousandth time this morning.. I keep seeing you in sheets of white.. I can't change anything, I can't change anything..
Walk me out by the water's edge. Oh, my brother. I'm coming down. We are you. We are almost there. And the man keeps coming 'round. I don't know who was right.
I can see you any time. I can see you any time. That's why I don't care. I want what isn't there. . I know it's bad to feel this way. I know it's hard to hear me say.
You know it's hard to love another man's girlfriend. You can't see her when you want to. You gotta see her when you can. We may be fighting a losin' battle.
Jesus, he died on calvary's tree. Nails in his hands and nails in his feet.. Mary, she rocked him, her little baby to sleep.. But they left him to die like a tramp on the street..
Too much of nothin' can make a man feel ill at ease. But one man's temper might rise, while the other man's temper might freeze. In the days of long confessions, we can not mock a soul.
Come all ye fair and tender ladies. Take warning how you court your men. They're like the stars on a summer's mornin'. First they'll appear and then they're gone.
(Bob Dylan). . Come gather 'round people where ever you roam. And admit that the waters around you have grown. And accept it that soon you'll be drenched to the bone.
There were three ravens sat on a tree. Down-a-down, hey, down-a-down. And they were black. As they might be, with a down. . The one of them said to his mate.