Who else is gonna bring you a broken arrow. Who else is gonna bring you a bottle of rain. There he goes, moving across the water (that's right). There he goes, turning my whole world around.
In the howling wind comes a stinging rain. See it driving nails into souls on the tree of pain. From the firefly. a red orange scared in the valley below.
When the daylight is falling down into the night. And the sharks try to cut a big piece out of life. It feels alright to go out to catch an outrageous thrill.
How does it feel babe. To taste sweet revenge. Do you want me on my knees. How does it feel babe. . To let me feel your strength. Don't be cruel, can't you see.
Out in the streets. The dogs are on the run. The cats are all in heat. Out in the streets. Snakes are all around you. Dirty rats are on their way. They control you and they'll make you play.
As loud as hell, a ringing bell. Behind my smile it shakes my teeth. And all the while, as vampires feed. I bleed, I bleed, I bleed. . Prithee, my dear, why are we here?.
Now the sun is burning. In deepest space. That's the way things are. Through a storm I called you. It fell each day. I didn't get so far. My words get blown away.
I held the book so tightly in my hands. I saw your picture, heard you call my name. It was strange, I could not look away. I had to be there, I wanted to go.
Winding your way down on Baker Street. Light in your head and dead on your feet. Well, another crazy day. You'll drink the night away. And forget about everything.
Buckets of rain. Buckets of tears. Got all them buckets comin' out of my ears.. Buckets of moonbeams in my hand,. You got all the love, honey baby,. I can stand..
Well, there was this movie I seen one time,. About a man riding 'cross the desert and it starred Gregory Peck.. He was shot down by a hungry kid trying to make a name for himself..
In the lonely night. In the blinking stardust of a pale blue light. You're comin' thru to me in black and white. When we were made of dreams.. . You're blowing down the shaky street,.
While riding on a train goin' west. I fell asleep for to take my rest. I dreamed a dream that made me sad. Concerning myself and the first few friends I had.
Unlike most of the songs nowadays. Have been written up town in Tinpine Alley. That's where most of the folk songs come from nowadays. Now this, this is a song this one's written up there.
I was riding on the Mayflower. When I thought I spied some land. I yelled for Captain Arab. I have yuh understand. Who came running to the deck. Said, "Boys, forget the whale.
How many roads must a man walk down. Before you call him a man?. How many seas must a white dove sail. Before she sleeps in the sand?. Yes, and how many times must the cannonballs fly.
Up on the white veranda. She wears a necktie and her Panama hat.. Her passport shows a face. From another time and place. She looks nothin' like that..
I woke in the mornin', wanderin',. Weary and worn out.. I woke in the mornin', wanderin',. Weary and worn out.. Wishin' my long-lost lover. Would walk to me, talk to me,.
You walk into the room. With your pencil in your hand. You see somebody naked. And you say, "Who is that man?". You try so hard. But you don't understand.
I once loved a girl, her skin it was bronze.. With the innocence of a lamb, she was gentle like a fawn.. I courted her proudly but now she is gone,. Gone as the season she's taken..