The severed plan has failed us once again.. The seeds of fear have grown too deep.. Our sinking ship will never sail again.. With promises so high to keep..
So this is where it ends.. Two strangers make amends.. I've been angry for too long.. We leave this world behind.. Two bodies will resign.. Wishful thinking takes us far..
[m u s i c]. [v e r s e 1]. It's cold outside i'm bundled up tight waiting for you can you make my wish come true?. on a perfect day the snow falls away with the bright of your lights fall into my heart.
Well, the door's unlocked and the lights still on. And the covers turned down on the bed. And you don't have to say that you're sorry anymore. 'Cause honey I believe what you said.
CHORUS. You're gonna hear the last rock, rock, rock, rocker tonight it's gonna hit you like black leather dynamite, all people unite cause we, we, we, we own the night we're a wild race so lets ignite this place..
VERSE. Darling yeah you and me don't need to feel blue just ride with me and lets flow to a hustlers' tune. Baby yeah hold on tight cause the pink Cadillac rolls tonight, with bright lights on the dash, dice in the rear view giving us flash..
Our souls are not ready for life. We're gonna have a fight. Our souls try to be swept from our bodies. Coming out to the streets. They'll complete what we did.
Watching the sun. Watching it come. Watching it come up over the rooftops.. Cloudy and warm. Maybe a storm. You can never quite tell. From the morning..
Tell me a secret. Tell me a lie. Tell me the truth if you have to. Say what you see fit. But don't ask me why. Love never seems to last you.. In times like these.
There's a place in the world. For a gambler. There's a burden that only. He can bear. There's a place in the world. For a gambler,. And he sees. Oh, yes he sees....
Baby, how could I have been so vain. To make you think that you're the only one to blame.. For all these distances and all of this pain. Baby, how could I have been so blind.
The light is long. The sun is low. I'm riding fast across this dusty road. But I don't want to be. No, I don't want to be. Above the ridge an eagle flies.
I was born by a river. Rolling past a town. Given no direction. Just told to keep my head down.. As I took my position. A man fired a gun. I was so steeped in tradition.
It's Maine.... And it's Autumn. The birches have just begun turning. It's life and it's dying. The lobstermen's boats come returning. With the catch of they day in their holds.
The story is told of the. Power of gold. And its lure on the. unsuspecting. It glitters and shines. It badgers and blinds. And constantly needs protecting..
There's a love in my life. Neither mistress nor wife. And she waits for me every morning by. the sea. Where the fishing hawk wheels. And the sun warms the seals.