You know the tricks of the trade. You can hit the soft spots at the center. You dish it out and take it back riding. On the wave of your pompous ways.
I'm retraveling this lifeline that's so close to home. We are on our way to West Point. Where your perfect, blond cousin will throw his hat up in the air.
Every morning I get up and I watch the war, watch the war. And every morning it upstages all my favorite shows. Donahue, Hogan's Heroes. . It's the American way, the new world order.
I guess silence is not an option at this stage. I've been comfortable too long now, turn the page. I see shadows all around me. But to me it's proof of Your light.
Smell the despair in the air tonight. Filling up your lungs as you cry for help. It's like guns in the middle of streets. Pointing at your head, I don't care to speak.
Lot of dust in the evening sky. Red taillights fading out of sight. Who is wrong, who is right?. It doesn't matter now, it's just goodbye. . Can't remember who said what.
Sitting here all alone. Since Ive been. Now that youre gone. Wondering. What will I do. Without you. . Crying almost every night. Sometimes I think I might.
Well Ive been wondering why. It seems that you and I. Just dont see. Eye to eye. Anymore. . I have known for awhile. That with me. You rarely smile. So tell me right now.
Its the truth that I seek. Whats living. What is freedom. . People pushing their morality. Trying to mold you with. Their words thought and speech. Im not feeling that reality.
For sometime I lived in a place. That made me feel I was all alone. Then with your help I came to realize. That in life I am truly loved. . Nothing really matters.
What kind of fool am I. Did you think. That I wouldnt see. How you treated me so unkind. This is not the way it was to be. When you said you loved me.
Light of the world. Let me show you what it feels like. To be me. To be free. . Times gone. And past has conclusions. My life like yours. An illusion.
Light of the world. Let me show you what it feels like. To be me. To be free. . Times gone. And past has conclusions. My life like yours. An illusion.
What does it mean?. When I sit at night and. Wonder who I am. What does it mean?. When I sing. And do it all. Over again. Can I fly high. Be what I. Am always meant to be.
I been wandering here & there. Not knowing where I m going. Seems that lifes unfair. Troubles what I been knowing. . The sky is falling see. Despairs been after me.
I know that you want me. I can see it in your eyes. What words you wont tell me. Your body cant deny. Lost in emotions. My body fueled by fire. Deep in your ocean.
[A] Who did you say it was brother?. Who was it fell by the [E] way?. When [A] whiskey and blood run together. Did you hear [E] anyone [A] pray?. . CHORUS.
There's a man in a pitch black hat. And his underwear's made of mud. He jumps like a pouncing cat. And he lands with a sickening thud. His head is surrounded by ravens.
I was bought on by my mother as her carry-on. She had me in the toilet when the seat-belt sign was on. I crawled up to the captain down the other end.
Oh it's of a ship and a ship of fame. Launched off the stocks, bound to sail the main. With one hundred and fifty brisk young men. Well picked and chosen every one.