I have been where silence dwell. Tried to keep you far away. I feel something's still around. It has been kept from us. . All illusions are just fractions.
Come on over let's talk a little. We haven't done that for awhile. Why the long face? Let's talk it over. I can make everything alright. We are young and we can talk for hours.
Wanted to be the first technician on a cranial autopsy. The principles and practice of embalming. Examination of all the head and before the incision.
It started with one look kept on getting stronger. What I've been holding back won't be held back any longer. Let me say to you what my heart's been longing to.
TIME TO BE A MAN (5'09). John Berry (1996). . I went to the reunion. Of the class of 84. And I saw my old sweetheart. Who said she just divorced. . We talked about the good days.
Once a mother stood on a corner. Tears betrayed her painted smile. She was trading in her halo. For just enough to feed her children. Then an old man, cold and hungry.
(Vaughan Penn/Bernie Leadon/David Rhyne). Well, here we go again. Another sleepless night. I don't think I have the strength. To take another fight. Well, what's the point in trying.
I've got one eye on the roses. I've got the other on the road ahead of us. I've got two hands on this plow before me. I've got one heart and a head full of dreams.
Well, hold it right there. You're going nowhere. Until I tell you that you can. It wasn't me that told you. I didn't love you, so you. Can just sit down and hold my hand.
(Biily Dean/J. D. Souther). If I had a million hearts. I'd save the best for you. All I have is this one sad heart. Not quite torn in two. It's not exactly damaged goods.
I got big balls. Big old balls. Big as grape fruits. Big as pumpkins. Yes sir, yes sir. and on my really good days. they swell to the size of small dogs.
In the sky the phantom moon appears at midday. To join the sun in some forgotten dance. In their light our voices tremble with reflections. Of what we know and what we leave to chance.
Silent but distant,. Real but not seen. Here but not happening,. Forever has been. . Into this absence,. Two had but strayed. Retracing in circles,. They surrendered, dismayed.
in You, i feel so safe and sure, in You, i feel all that is pure, in me, there's nothing i can give in me, no worthy life can i live. but in Your arms i feel so tight, please don't leave me day or night, in Your arms i feel so tight, everything else is empty,.
i watched the colors fade to gray, as all my tears got in the way, my feelings paralyzed me, but then i learned to walk away. the Son has left these scars, from forty days of wandering, the little picture on my mirror, is calling me back home, the folded paper in my pocket is what i can't let go of, but i was never made, to live this life i can't call my own.
turn and lock the room. never be found again. a voice like a stranger. and all out of anger. and i know you feel it too. . pass away the old. lay to rest my friend.