Silent night. holy night, all is calm, all is bright. 'Round yon virgin Mother and Child. Holy Infant, so tender and mild. Sleep in heavenly peace, sleep in heavenly peace.
Well she comes from the land. Of Valencian winds. Deciduous daydream. Dressage 'round the bend. See sometimes just maybe. The mistress of when. A triptych of new touch.
Let us pretend love for the day. The life we live alludes to things away. Suppose in youth the soul depraves. But now suppose the truth's beyond the grave.
Say, Judas came up to D.C.. He'd been down in Georgia for a while. He drove a 944, he bought with the soul. Of a blond-headed kid with a left-handed guitar.
I liked,. Having hurt,. So send the pain below,. Where I need it.. . You used to beg me,. To take,. Care of things,. And smile at the thoughts,. Of me failing..
Still recall. What made me like you. Oh yes. They have. Said things about you. And yes. See. Where it's true?. . Thought you could get all you wanted.
There's banging on the wall. It's 5am I've got no sleep at all. Just thoughts of how I might struggle through tomorrow. Too much time in one day. Too much time to occupy.
silently leaving the room. gathering your thoughts from the floor. hopefully no one will hear you. silently closing the door. down the long stairs to the hall.
This room has so many windows. Too many windows. I've sat and watched the trees framed to fade outside. . I hope the seasons treat you well. I hope the seasons treat you kind.
You've got nothing to say, nothing to say. But you're found a way to make yourself heard. To make yourself heard. These simple words, got nowhere to go.
Our love was volatile and weird.. All I thought as I hopped the Grayhound was,. "Get me the fuck outa here.". I ran.... I ran away from you.. Packed my tears and all my fears..
I'm a junkie, I'm a whore. That's what you always called me. I am raw, an open sore. I ache to remind me. . I'm a weakling, you are strong. Pick me up from where I lay.
[All:]. When you caught my eye. I could feel inside. Desire. You came up and you smiled. You said you'd stay awhile. I'm on fire. Have I been on your mind?.
Sweet Marie, there's a hole where your heart should be. And on the hill she's begging for a harmony. Sweet Marie, there's a hole where your heart should be.
Can't exactly remember what's happened. I think I came home late. He stood in the doorway, waiting for me. I saw how he was holding a big sharp knife.
I know that I should love you. But I simply can't. All you do is letting me down. And my heart too. What is love if you love me. Like you say. Then love.
Their little girl said. Don't tell me how you feel. You don't understand. She painted the people. She disgusted on her way down. All there is left now.