Hand to, hand to. Mouth to, mouth to. Mind to, mind to. Mouth to middle. . Oh, woman. Why aren't you moving with me yet?. Do you forget what you try to remember?.
What does it mean to be unhealthy badly my love?. To be in a bad state so well. . What does it mean to face desire so sadly?. To beg at the empty well.
These signs of natural disasters. Predictions of a brutal force. In case you're thinking of escaping. Before you wake, I'll take your horse. . No incantation now will save us.
Clairvoyant divination. A hoax no one could write. Absorbing information. Sleeping on Bibles at night. Edgar never took a dollar. In loosening his collar.
Run from me, darlin. Run, my good wife. Run from me, darlin. You better run for your life. . Run from me, baby. Run, my good wife. Run from me, baby. You better run for your life.
From your chair, my narrative tonight. Is your dickless cousin, brother, father, pet, friend, husband or wife. A lavender scent. A bone-orchard of hearts seems to surround you.
From the Phoenix liftoff. Somewhere over Blackfoot reserve. High above Drumheller. Sky hostess starts to serve. . Cloud shadows on the mountain. And our shadow on the mountainside.
I wanna dance, I wanna dance. I wanna dance with a black woman. . I wanna still, I wanna still. I wanna still my mind. . And I wanna chance, I wanna chance.
What did that bad man put in you?. Did those rotten kids cross a line?. I'm afraid I'll never understand, baby. And I'm so sorry you had such a bad time.
In a movement of a thousand helping hands. I am not beyond the saccharine of sycophantic rants. In a moment of a wilderness exposed. Is this lack of wisdom better than a charismatic soul.
From your chair, my narative tonight is your dickless cousin, brother, father, pet, friend, husband or wife. A lavender scent. A bone-orchard of hearts seems to surround you.
Picture me a magazine, empty the night. No there isn't much redeeming about this dawn's breaking light. Curtains, I could have it all. The window, the view, the second story fall.
Deco tower, rainbow fountain showers. Crystal columns, silver tabloid entry. The celebrity cemetery. . A faded trail of a golden age. that flickered out into celluloid ashes.
All I need is some sunshine. All I need. All I need is some sunshine. All I need. . The siren called beyond the treeline. With another one for the caves.
Welcome back my buried brother. Shake hard and take the upper hand. And may never be forgotten. Who here is the better man. But there's no competition buddy.
There's a hair on the bed. The clock has stopped ticking. And nothing remotely romantic has been said. . Let's not pass on the steps. Let's take the season very easy.
The wolf by the ears. The tiger by the tail. The sinking realization that this time you're gonna failure is a friend. Who talks behind your back. Puts the bit between your teeth.
There's somethings you never get over. Whatever your parents say. First on my list of these three things. Is the sight of my father walking away. Next on my list would be heaven.
Everything goes slowly but the things that go by fast. Everything you think will stay is never gonna last. Everything that starts out right eventually goes south.
I don't know why you've been crying. No one here would be denying. There's been sadness, there's been pain. Things will never be the same. . There's a choice you must be making.