You drink your coffee and I sip my tea. And we're sitting here. Playing so cool. Thinking what will be, will be. . But it's getting kind of late now. I wonder if you'll stay now.
Hazel O`Connor. . Did she wake up cold and alone. Hoping someone might phone. Did she crawl out of bed, scratch her head. Look in the mirror and think she was dead.
Living in the shadow of the mushroom tower. Who needs it?. Find no shelter from that kind of shower. Who needs it?. Nuclear rain, melting my brain. Who needs it - not you, not me, who needs this insanity?.
Hazel O`Connor. . I go down the left side instead of the right. I'm suffocating and I'm having to fight. To keep myself moving out the crowd. Who throw side long, but never turn round.
If you got a place where the grass is green. and the sky is blue and the air is clean. and you got a church but you never go. that's a white people thing.
It's written like the ink stains on my skin. The good book will tell that I have sinned. Well, I'm past that point of no return. So I hope that I don't burn, no.
Here we are with good-bye in our eyes. . running out of reasons to try.. The leaves of change have fallen down. with both of us wondering why.. We're all alone but still it seems.
I wish you could see me crying like a baby. Grieving not believing he's on a machine keeping him breathing. He aint leaving hell naw he's staying right here.
I fight the night. To be alone has never frightened me. Behind the light. The shadow of your memory. . Oh, who are you to turn the knife. I am not your sacrifice.
Know what I'm saying, Big Haystak. Street Flavor Records, bitch, represent. I remember when I was young. All my people told me I could. Be anything I wanted to be when I grew up.
Shooting stars and whiskey bottles. All scattered across the yard. I'd a stayed back home in Houston. If I'd known it be this hard. . Oh, but as it is I'm busted.
I drink too much and I smoke too much. I laugh at all my own jokes too much. I'm hard to tell and soft to touch. And easy at sayin' goodbye. . I broke your heart, a thousand times.
Well, I'm wild as a turkey, higher than a Christmas moon Empty as my wallet on a Sunday afternoon I come around too fast and I always leave too soon Ain't that what they all say? I come down from Memphis with a broken down Corvette A suitcase full of memories and a face you won't forget You say, "You'll never love me but the night ain't over yet.".
It rained. I went outside. Lay down in the middle of the road. Closed tight my eyes wondering just how it would feel. To fly when I die and I. . Slowly drifted out.
If you look really close there's a rip in the sky and you. Can see the universe/. Spinning round like a pin in your hand. . Dip your fingers in paint/ go and skip up the street/ just try.
I like what you say and what you do. I like the way you follow thru. and I know that I should speak up now. and tell you I've still got some doubts but.
Pillow's soft, covers warm. and it's getting easier. not to wake you up. . don't you know that I know. all of the reasons that you have got to go. . and I've been trying to save you.
On a date with sharon tate. I'm gonna pick her up in my new crate. Well we go to the movies we go to a drag. The highway patrol puts us both in a bag.
He lives in his imagination, with those friends of his very own. He doesn't get along with the outside world, he'd rather be alone. Sometimes, when it's late at night, he starts to wonder why.
I was talking. When I should have been listening. I didn't hear a word that anyone said. It might not have been so very important. 'cause I was concerned about instead.