The words I needed to soothe me. Turned gray from being defenseless. But I had another plan too. Believe it if you're telling me to. . Sharing my home.
Time hit me dead in the face. She won the fight and ran away. I've spent too many days. With her on my mind wasting away. My eyes opened to see. Blue blanket skies standing over me.
(old people singing "I don't know where,. I don't know when, but I know we'll meet again"). (Old people talking). . Old photographs, trinkets, and souvenirs.
This is the moment!. This is the day,. When I send all my doubts and demons. On their way!. . Every endeavor,. I have made - ever -. Is coming into play,.
Dancing through time and space. Take off your chains. I love you most when you're walking away. . Time moves right through me. I'm pushing through space (we push away).
[Verse 1]. Deep down in the Low. Stuck no where to go. Feels lonely and cold. But now am ready to go. Ready to go. . [Hook]. (Take me away now,away now)X4.
When you're young and so in love as we. And bewildered by the world we see. Why do people hurt us so?. Only those in love would know. What a town without pity can do.
All I can ever be to you. Is the darkness that we knew,. And this regret I've got accustomed to.. Once it was so right,. When we were at our high,. Waiting for you in the hotel at night..
The night my baby left me I crossed the bridge to Juarez avenue. Like that movie "Touch of evil" I got the Orson Wells, Marlene Dietrich blues. Where Orson walks in to the whore house and.
Two men rode in from the south, a rainy autumn night. The Sky above and the mud below. They walked into the Deacon's bar, they were Mexican by sight. The sky above and the mud below.
Panco Villa crossed the border in the year of ought sixteen. The people of Columbus still hear him riding through their dreams. He killed seventeen civilians you could hear the women scream.
I was walking down a quiet road in Ireland. Out beneath those tough old ancient stars. When I thought I heard old Scottish Mike singing Carrick Fergus.
Farewell to the lights of Madera, I'm leaving with the wind at my back. Tell all of my friends in Dos Palos, I'm gone but I'll be circling back. Now I'm crossing the Chowchilia River.
I was born in Oklahoma, 1931. Outside the town of Spavinaw. Where the red dust clouds the sun. And I ran beneath your diamond skies. And I drank your waves of grain.
Well I live out in Southern Arizona. I followed an abandoned railroad track. Trains they used run from Bisbee out to Juarez. But the copper mines are closed and the trains ain't comin' back.
There's a hound dog running all alone through the piney woods. Lord his howlin' tears the soul out of me. There's a jay bird calling up a funeral dirge.
The Dutchman is not the kind of man. To keep his thumb jambed in a dam that holds his dreams in.. But that's a secret only Margaret knows.. When Amsterdam is golden.
He had a vision of Anne Marie. With a rosary in her hand. So it's exit the rainmaker. The old gray flannel man. With a closet full of business suits. He left a letter near the phone.
I don't want to. Find out the truth. I don't want to. Find out the truth. But only truth satisfy. I want it so much to go away. I want it so much to go away.
For your own good. For your demons. For your husband. For your son. For love. For love. . A life on prayer. You will be coming back to us. For better days.