I heard the music long ago, songs that rent the air. Fading in and out at night while I was lying there. Voices soft and lonely and later rock and roll.
I want a simple life, like my mother. One true love for my older years. I dont want your wars to take my children. I want a simple life while Im here.
(Guy Clark). . She was standin' on the gone side of leavin'. She found her thumb and stuck it in the breeze. She'll take anything that's goin' close to somewhere else.
Snowing through South Dakota I once drove. With the wife of my best pal. Who cloaks her heart from cold with gold. It was well into the winter. Of December in the cold.
When you say I love you. Is it just because you know that's what I want to hear?. Lately friends are warning me. What they hesitate to tell me leaves a thread of fear.
I never saw the morning 'til I stayed up all night. I never saw the sunshine 'til you turned out the light. I never saw my hometown 'til I'd stayed away too long.
Saint Teresa, your patron child's come home. Were you there to greet her?. Did your angels know her songs and all of her sorrows?. Did you lift them from her brow?.
He will leave behind all of his clothes. He wore when he was with her. All he needs are his railroad boots. And his leather jacket. . As he says goodbye to Ruby's arms.
He still sends her roses on the 4th of July. They're always white roses and she never asks why. She still doesn't know where he goes Thursday nights. But his wedding band rests on their bedside that night.
I'll never fall in love again. It's such a contradiction. To lose all control and common sense. And even intuition. . You came along, with a strange new song.
We all said you'd never make it. 'Cuz you had that fragile heart. And you were odd within the ways of the social. You through a caution to us all. . And now when the late night drinkers.
Pour me a drink, light me a cigarette. Help me forget the things that I've done. Pour me a drink then pour me another one. To keep out this cold wind that blows through my soul.
Goodbye gray skies. I see my heart comin' round the bend. The sun's comin' up on the Poet In My Window. Her saving grace is my old friend. . An' I'll never lose if my heart goes flyin'.
The evening fell just like a star. Left a trail behind. You spit as you slammed. Out the door. . If this is love we're crazy. As we fight like cats and dogs.
Oh, she was high up there in the air. Caught still by a soldier's stare. Whenever it was men amongst men. Down upon the land. . And she followed those Mothers' sons.
She was a party girl, now the party's over. She was a beauty and that's changing too. Now she's barefoot and having babies. She was a party girl, now the party's over.
Don't wanna be standing here. With this ticket for this outbound plane. Oh, I've been here before. Somehow this doesn't feel the same. Talk is cheap. So we could talk all night long.
We don't live on easy street. But it's home. Looking out on the open road. Where you'll go it alone. . To the last of our simple days. We'll wave goodbye.
We walk along the Hudson when it snows here in Manhattan. We've lived our lives so out of place. You touch my cheek and I do wonder how this happened.
You honk the horn on your Mercedes Benz. I've rolled up my window so you're honkin' again. Your stereo could drive the devil out. Hey, you drink too much and you talk too loud.