Yeah. . Now I'm here all alone. Takin' care of my own. Down in no man's land. Got no friends, got no dime. Only plenty of time. Where's the saving hand?.
See all the numbers getting larger. See all the streets are getting stranger with the crowd. You know we both been feeling reckless. Since we crashed into the come down.
(Dan Messe). . When I saw him by the river. He just smiled and closed his eyes. He said you know that you've got to give her. One more chance - one more lie.
(Dan Messe). . When I saw him by the river. He just smiled and closed his eyes. He said you know that you're gonna give her. One more present - one more lie.
Ain't holding out for a miracle now. Just holding out for the water. Across the bridge that will carry me down. To the center of the Spanish Quarter. .
Bring in the next patient. The patient is sleeping. Bring in his chart. The doctor will see you now. . How you doin, let's see what we have here. My name is Dr. Killpatient.
(Traditional). . The Golden Day is dying beyond the purple hill. The Golden Day is dying beyond the purple hill. . And when the wood is dark yes the nightingale will sing.
[ruck whispering]. Oooh... astonishing!. . [rock, (repz)]. Uh-ha! what do we have here?. Caught up in the center. (we equal emcee squared). The square, every corner locked down.
Wouldn't be the first time. Love made a fool of me. Wouldn't even care. But now you're here to see. . It comes as no surprise. Just leave the light on.
(Traditional). . Gonna build me a log cabin on a mountain so high. So I can see my darling as she goes passing by. Oh the cuckoo, she's a pretty bird and she warbles as she flies.
(Dan Messe/Steve Curtis). . When I saw a light. Carve a crown into the quarry. Over me. . I'm a king at night. And a poor man in the morning. How will anybody know me?.
I'll keep on holdin' on, oh yes I will, I'll keep on holdin' on. I know that you're the kind of guy, you've got too much pride. You're scared to love someone, run and hide.
I was dancin' with my darlin' to the Tennessee Waltz. When an old friend I happened to meet. I introduced her to my darlin' and while they were dancin'.
what's going on. you can not see it. you can't explain. the weird feeling. all you can sense. is flying somewhere. . dead is your brain. back off!!! don't hold me.
what I do if tou hold me tidht. what I do if you want mr to die. all of my life I was pray for you. all of my life I was hunting you. . fear has no noise fear has no smell.
Slowly wake to face another day. Hell, I can't escape. Can someone tell me what is going on?. Working for pennies, singing a song. . [Chorus:]. Like in wasteland.
We're out there rockin' every in house. We're out there rockin' the cotton fields. We've even seen some preachers dancin'. Shakin' their hips to our rockin' feast.
Surrounded by a faceless crowd. An operational decline, system closure. Abandoned aerials all around. Scrambling pictures crackling sounds, failing senses.
I stared until you were no longer in view. Just dust in my eyes. A dot on the horizon. Blends with the sky. Fades out of sight.
I've been searching for a getaway. A get out clause, a safe escape route. If I could shape myself to fit the mold. I would break it just to pass through.