Well I was walking in the main land city. And I was feeling so alone. I was looking for someone or thing to remind me of my home. What I wouldn't give to have somebody nod or wink at me.
Oh me name's Able Rodgers, a share man am I. On a three masted schooner from Twillingate Isle. I've been the world over north, south, east, and west. But the middle of nowhere wheres' I likes it best.
Farewell to the whiskey, tobacco and smoke,. Farewell to the rum and occasional coke,. Farewell to the girls who came ready to play,. For this is the end of my wandering ways..
Is it just me or a message from above?. Bells are ringing, push has finally come to shove. The door before me now is opened just enough. . And Im sick and tired of waiting.
I was dead on the floor. When I first met you. Like a Junkie on his knees. . I realize what you turned me into. A broken image of me. . The freak that crawls in the heart of sin.
Feel me - I crawl inside your veins. Give in - Consuming what remains. I am the one that you adore. You know that you've been here before. You have a gun up to your head.
There's a legacy of hatred towards me. Born on chaos and anger supreme. The brutal truth is, I can never hear. When white lies fall onto deaf ears. The weakest race is the one that you breed.
See the end, see the end of time. From the widow's walk, I feel the undertow. It grows and my fishin' pole like a willow bends. Toward the blackest hole, to the hole.
Were you there at the creek. That is called Wounded Knee?. Were you there at the creek?. There but unseen in the 7th Calvary. Were you there at the creek?.
Take a rush laugh. Was the world this fuzzy last year. Take a walk run past. The old machines that sleep in pastures. It's the well that draws you back.
Mark: We ... we have a new album out, it was released the fifteenth. It's called Closer To Home. We'd like to do one ... we'd like to do one from the album. Ah ..., but before we do, I feel that ah ..., I have to tell you something because I know that if you were in my place that you would do it for me..
I see a pear falling down from the tree. Winter is coming and it's plain to see. I spend the cold nights in my lonely room. Is it the winter to which I am doomed?.
I don't know why. Feel quite like a natural guy. But ever since I was a baby. People calling me crazy. You know I ain't crazy. . For, I, oh, I. I got my finger in the pie.
Out on the road for forty days. Last night in Little Rock put me in a haze. Sweet, sweet Connie, doin' her act. She had the whole show and that's a natural fact.
Walk like a man. And talk like a man. Walk like a man, baby. You can call me your man. . A little girl asked me what am I gonna do. When I get old and blue and worn clear through.
We're punked up, funked up dead from the neck up. We hijacked the dex, the world is gonna be next. We wanna wreck the town with the infidel rocket. We love that you love us and you know it.
We're punked up, funked up. Dead from the neck up. We've hijacked the decks. The world is gonna be next. . We wanna wreck the town. With the infidel rocket.
We want it, let's take it. We're going deeper inside. To change the pattern, let's make it happen. You know it's only a ride. . This time there's no mistaking.
Hear me calling out your name. Hear the laughter in the pain. Hold on the time. Hold on through Winds of Change. Hold on the rain. . Under the dark moon at night.
I don't wanna be saved, I just wanna be done. She came as sudden as a bolt of lightning,. Does it matter where from?. I'm gonna stay, do it again. As of the end I'll begin to pretend.