I walk alone and I. I ride alone and I. I rock myself to sleep. . Baby, there ain't enough room in this world. For people like you. And horrors like me.
You pray for the sheep. I get closer to hell. I stand on the hill. Then I run down. . I look in your eyes. You look for your price. You beg me to stop.
Sunshine, don't you mind them. Lie for me now, smile for me now. Sometimes my feet don't touch the ground. When you come around. . The Devil's in your details.
(?????) waste. This whole town. Wipe the knives. And go to ground. . An equal ride (??). For sheep that reign. For all their lies. And all their gains.
While I go over it in my head. I walk through those doors and stand there staring. There ain't one soul that's in there dead. My hand stays out, I keep my head.
You know I cant count the miles Ive left behind.. My butt is sound asleep but I dont mind.. The mountain fills the window on my right,. the oceans all thats on the other side..
Cut the radio,. the noise is a Devil in your ear-. fill you full of fear.. Cause its driving you insane. and the Devil wants to steer. everything you hear..
Strangers that care, a state of grace and cleaner air. To start these are three things I dont ever want to be without. And hate, nameless graves, the same mistakes, one hungry face.
From behind the door, I feel a breeze. A scent of living, that was meant to please me. From behind the door I hear a whisper as. Soft as a picture, carved from water.
On the beat with cherry blossom streets. Dont know where to go but Im going somewhere. Im feeling high, its getting hard to hide. Inhibitions, trying to not to care.
Pain can create energies like hate. Just like a grain of sand, becomes a pearl. Pain, pain can hide the love we keep inside. Just like a mountain can hide a thousand worlds.
Cab driver won't you take me home. I've had way too much to drink. I don't remember (oh). I'm gonna put the window down to get some air. So kind sir wake me when we get there.
The morning comes and mornings fade away. Into the eve of what's to be and breathing in the life. That's breathed from out the maker of the day we see.
hold me through this darkest night...as the voices scream. speak into these eager eyes, words of peace and healing. shower me forever with you. we don't know we are...cut deep and bleeding.
Had I been wise. Had it been anyone but me. I would have laughed. God, aren't you cute, aren't you right. Had it been coarse. Had it been anyone but you.
Amis, parents, j'ai quitt. Le village o je suis n. Pour ne plus vivre enterr. Et puis surtout travailler. . En France je pensais trouver. Une belle femme pour me marier.
Stuck in line, I let it be. I see the beauty and the subtleties. The man he turns to me, a passing grin. No I belong to him in my imagination. . She almost didn't give you the message.
Cut out of the same rope. Moving in directions. You are the same but yet not I. . Jason:. Domesticate everybody c'mon. It's so normal and I like what you say.
On our picture shelves. Statues mocking me. Tell me how am I supposed to feel?. How am I not put at ease?. (Get on or get out). . Talk yourself to sleep.
I've been out walking. I don't do too much talking these days. These days -. These days I seem to think a lot. About the things that I forgot to do. And all the times I've had the chance to.