I thought I saw a man brought to life. Yeah, he was warm, he came around like he was dignified. He showed me what it was to cry. Well you couldn't be that man I adored.
Down in the river we were dyin'. Forlorn and washed away. Hypnotized by the sound. The beating heart of yesterday. I'll never fall back just to follow.
I had a dream. We were in a garden. People talkin' but not saying anythin'. You had that look in your eyes. At once biblical, yet mundane. Ten thousand years like a second baby.
Today has wings. And we're welcoming change. We're asking. "Sweet spirit, place your mark on us". . We're shedding this thick numb. And overly insensitive skin.
Sleepy eyes. It's time to rise. It must be well past afternoon. I know you. Got a wonderful view. I am familiar with the ceiling. . But when tomorrow comes.
And I'll say to you I want so much more right now. So you taught me to listen and I, I can feel the change. Hear the whisper of the summer leaves. To the rhythm of your heartbeat.
Raise the window, let's listen to the rain. I'll be your pillow, rest your head on me again. Here, in the darkness, let the lightnin' flash our room. And smell the rain, it's in the air like sweet perfume.
I shut all my windows. They protect me from the storm. Im alone but I wait for someone. One who keeps the lights on. One who keeps the house warm. . I feel a swaying rhythm.
One day you just get tired of crying. Runnin' can't escape the beating heart. One day you just get tired of dying. Living can't escape the beating march.
These dry lips, they search for comfort. Will I settle for a quick rain or search for the source?. In the rain, life is beautiful, I guess. I know there's more, I long for something deeper.
Somewhere there's somebody who looks just like you do. Acts just like you do - feels the same way. Somewhere there's a person in a far away place. With a different name and a face that looks like you.
Your eyes see further than mine. I can see as far as the sun and the moon in the sky. Your hands are warmer than mine. I'm still alive, still alive but I can't feel the warmth from inside.
Sleepy eyes, it's time to rise. It must be well past afternoon. I know you got a wonderful view. I am familiar with the ceiling. . But when tomorrow comes.
Recognize the position of the moon. And the waves are high. The earth begins to move and I want to see. The skin that I am in will stretch and shape. And change into something.
I've got two tickets to paradise. I've got two tickets to paradise. Got a surprise especially for you,. Something that both of us have always wanted to do..
Everyday that you don't get better, man, you're getting worse. Every drink that you wanna take you know will only feed your thirst. There ain't no bird that'd hit a window if it's covered in dirt.
I walked into a tavern to have a drink and kill some time. A little boy approached me with tears in his eyes. He wasn't more that five or six but he stood like a man.
This old hat's hung on the bedpost too long. Forgotten like some used to be remembered like a song. Where all the words are so easy to recall. Hmm, this old hat.
Words & Music by. Ed Bruce, Glenn Ray & Patsy Bruce. . Too many dusty trailtowns, too few and far between. Tired saloons with sawdust-covered floors. Too many one more showdowns and aces over queens.
Words & Music by. Ed Bruce, Jeff Elliott and Mike Morgan. . How could I have known back at the start. The day might ever come when you would break my heart.