I thought it was the moon. But it was not.. It was a street light shining out. To light your way.. Nothing in this world. I wouldn't steal for you.. White birds flying across the patinaed sky.
I wanna die, I wanna die down south Louisiana and the gray evenin' sky. . I wanna die, I don't care how (I'm getting out) down south Louisiana. And the lonesome highway sound..
I'm pre-meditating crime of a personal kind. I'm about to go out of my mind. I'm just about sick to death of taking breath. And walking this line of mine.
Broken by the silence that echoed in my heart. I couldn't help waving when the waves rushed my way. And the world tilted over, I saw in my dreams. Things aren't the way, I hoped they would be.
Ghostly girl, too light to stand on the ground. Nothing you do is done. And I can tell, you are not real. Girl, what are you doing here. . I don't know why, I am here myself.
I live just like a fox in its hole. I live just like a fox in its hole. And they'll never know. . A fox in the city burrowed under the hive. You bees can buzz around all you want.
My brave lad sleeps in his faded coat of blue. In a lonely silent grave lies the heart that beat so true. He sank faint and hungry among the famish'd brave.
Dark-eyed juncos are deep in the park. We've got a long way to go. [...] [and the jewel weed]. Are deep in the ground. Or out across the sea. . Sidewalk is froze and I'm tired of my coat.
Enjoy yourself, it's later than you think. Enjoy yourself, it's later than you think. Enjoy yourself, it's later than you think. Enjoy yourself, enjoy yourself, it's later than you think.
They hadn't been gone but about two weeks. . I swear it was not three, when she espied his cloven hoof and wept most bitterly. They hadn't been gone but about three weeks,.
Do you have to go crazy?. Is that the best thing that you can think to do?. I know, Im lost without a place to go crazy. I know theres a sunrise on the other side.
I'll see you in the springtime. After the battle is won. I know I'm crossing over. As far as we have come. . And I want your hand in mine, dear. As we face that shining dawn.
Dark days coming down. I lost my sweet lover. Long shadows reaching out. I lost my sweet lover. Trying not to lose my mind. . Dark days coming down. I lost my sweet lover.
Darlin' ukulele. That I've been dreaming of. Darlin' ukulele. That I love. . When I'm in San Francisco. I'm dreaming all the time. Deep in the park. Where the constellations shine.
I hid out on the front porch. I laid up in my mind. I looked for me a love. The best one I could find. He got himself a ticket. On an international flight.
Oh, listen my dear friends and I'll tell you a story. About someone I barely knew at all. He was a friend of my friends and they told me about him. How he had nothing to break his fall.
I waltzed this whole town. Through every nook and corner. And cranny, and bar. I know you're out there somewhere. Wherever you are. . Maybe the sun will rise.
I saw you tonight by the light. Of the shining black stars that circle my heart. I saw you come in, though it was dim. I have been listening from the beginning.
Amen:. . Amen-there's a ring around the. Moon. I'm going to fly all night down to see. You. . there's a road drifting through the. Mountains. I'm gonna fly down that road.
By three a.m. all the morning birds will be crying and that old highway will be sighing and my dreams feel as cold as my bones on the long walk home. .