I shook from my dream, I wasn't here. To shake, shake from my own sight. Shake, shake from the light of everything. Shake, shake for that which sinks but can't drown.
How do you preach the word if you don't know how to read?. They hold your soul once you sign the deed. Would the sun still rise if there's no one 'round?.
I woke this morning deep in the earth. Laying bare with the granite and the moths. Up, I clambered and I was met by the sun. It was then I saw you there, down on the street.
I'm fine from within. Just better without. This noose around my neck. Is counting me out. . Whenever I run. My beautiful sin. Is calling outside. And it's that that reminds me of you.
There's an old child's swing set on the lawn. And an ivied wall lured by the years. A neckerchiefed spaniel patrols the swamp. And drinks from the garden of our tears.
Everybody thinks it's something real. Right until the devil drinks it. O, li, o. Everything's fate and spinning wheels. Everybody wants their princes.
Hoy. Me levanté temprano. Un poco después. De amanecer. Y me fui a buscar. Y me fui a buscar. La suerte que me espera. Apartando los restos de la noche.
He disparado al contestador. Después de sacar la basura. He enterrado los malos recuerdos. Y he dormido encima. Me he condenado. Todos los días. . He esperado con las puertas abiertas.
Hay lobos rondando cerca. En mi casa diciembre de 2000. Hay días en los que muero. Y hay abrazos que hacen revivir. . Hay peligros de vida en tus ojos.
Jack Nicholson no miente. En las barras de los bares. Las parejas se besan. En la intimidad. De los cementerios. . Jack Nicholson no ríe. Con la luz de la mañana.
Sé que tú. No quisiste hacerme daño. Y tampoco. Quisimos aprender a odiarnos. . Sé que yo. Me porté como un imbécil. Dentro de. Un armario cerrado. . Soy un lago.
La tarde arde. Sobre las terrazas. Sobre las sillas, las mesas y los coches. . La tarde arde. Con sus ojos azules. Y las golondrinas se alejan de aquí.
Imagino a buen recaudo nuestro amor. Ahora que ya todo es real. Imagino que tus ojos salen a buscarme. Más allá de la oscuridad. Imagino que tu piel. Le pone un nuevo nombre a mi piel.
Luces verdes y amarillas. Cuelgan. Del embarcadero. En la noche quieta. . Tocando el mundo extraño. Y lejano. De los peces. En su lentitud. . Barcos de velas apagadas.
Farther on down the road. You will accompany me. Yes, further on down the road. You will accompany me. Every time I think about. Your sweet love. Shining' down on me like the sun.
Red light mama looking for a ride. There's fire in your loins but you're cold inside. Quiet to the world, that your nights are free. At 50 cents a time understandably, it don't make it.
This time when I'm leaving. Who cares where I'll go. I'll walk with the sunset. Out there no one knows. . Reality, a new beginning. . In my imagination.
If you're walking and you stumble. You don't have to cry. When you lose your keys and fumble. I just want to die. . It's alright. (cause all I want is you).
Hold on. Two halves past and Colorado. Every night. It's five. You hold on. Terrified what's gonna happen. Try it again. Twelve times. . I am a quiet night chaser.
If I wanna feel abused. I only need to make a [?]. You know the fastest way to make my skin bruise. . Don't feel the essence of your apathy. I'll make a [?] out of anything.