This and who I used to be. don't matter much at all to me. The pit you dug to plant your feet's. a far cry from my destiny. Not even the clouds. Not even the past.
Well bring me something new that I haven't felt before. Like messages of love and directions to your door. But please talk slowly, I don't hear good anymore.
I think I dreamed you, again last night.. I hope wherever you are, things turned out right.. But it's never the same, when you lose and you gain.. . I see the truth now.
Well your hair fell on me like I dreamt that it would. When I dreamt your hair was long. Through the linens a moment of clearness shown through. In a minute the clearness was gone.
And I hope I didn't do you in. I hope I see you again. I'm lookin to apologize. For all of my childish lies. I'm ashamed I broke my word. And I'd like to catch up with your father now.
Love writes a letter and sends it to Hate.. "My vacation's ending, I'm coming home late.". "The weather was fine and the ocean was great.". "And I can't wait to see you again.".
Ten thousand words swarm around my head. Ten million more in books written beneath my bed. I wrote or read them all when searchin' in the swarms. Still can't find out how to hold my hands.
Tear down the house. That I grew up in. I'll never be the same again. Take everything that I've collected. And throw it in a pile. . Bulldoze the woods.
Well you send my life a whirling. Darling when you're twirling. On the floor. Who cares about tomorrow?. What more is tomorrow?. Than another day.. . When you swept me away.
Well I've been lockin' myself up in my house for sometime now. Readin' and writin' and readin' and thinkin'. and searching for reasons and missing the seasons.
We spent the night at St. Joseph's. Shaking and shivering in fever. Nurses and criminals before us. I will stay here with you...my love. . We sat at Lake Junaluska.
never thought I'd feel. Feel the way I do. When I'm in your arms. ba da ba ba. Sing your melody to me. And if you want me to leave. I'd walk away from this old farm.
Souls like the wheels. Turning, taking us with wind at our heels. Burning, making us decide. On what we are giving. Change this way of living. . One little song.
Call us Smithsonian, I made a discovery. Live aint forever and lodge Isnt free. Loved ones will break your heart. With or without you. Turns out we dont get to know everything.
They say you've got to lose a couple fights to win. It's hard to tell from where I'm sitting. They say that this is where the fun begins. I guess it's time that I was quitting.
It's the skin and bones that keep me on the road. The shoulderblades of a beast that haunts my soul. Wandering lonely and scared. I live the tragedy I shared.
What was it like for you. I can tell you in truth what it was like for me. To be sixteen in July, sixteen in July. License in my hand. Freedom on my mind.
It's the place and your friends that got me down. Tellin' me I should not hang around. There's a sign in the window. Tellin' me I've got to go. . I see the signs everyday.
Baby's in the cradle, Mama's in the bed. Sparrow's on the windowsill and the devil's in my head.. Devil's in my head mama, devil's in my head. Baby's in the cradle and the devil's in my head.
Okay so I was wrong about. My reasons for us fallin' out. Of love I want to fall back in. . My life is different now I swear. I know now what it means to care.