I thought I could avoid you but I was wrong. What seemed to be so innocent has long since gone. You took me to dependency, I tried to get clean. I'm not the only one who sais it can't happen to me.
You used to carry the flag. You were the soldier. You used to head the point. You were the older. You used to fight for peace. War was no stranger. You used to walk the line.
Thunderbolts and nightsticks. Coming out of the sky. Flames overhead. Rain until you cry. My baby's on the highway. Come in from the cold. Never going home, never going home.
Every time we have this conversation. You build me up just to tear me down. Clearly it's a problem with your conscience. While I'm the one who's left on zero ground.
Day after day we threw our cares away. Waiting for tomorrow, never living for today. We lined up in the trenches, holding higher ground. We looked away for answers but nothing could be found.
Release me from your wire dagger moon. Release me from your wire dagger moon. Release me from your wire. I'm the hang of your desire. Release me from your wire dagger moon.
The nights are lifting like colored glass. The dawn that breaks might be the last. For pointless views that I was after. Leave me struggling with disaster.
Into dark waters flow - bad dreams of long ago. Children who never knew - what doors would open to. Flights taking weary souls - life shakes of bitter cold.
We ain't got the feeling and dreams not at all. For those who come lately are in for a fall. We're told of our outcome in silent rage and anger. We're bent out of focus facing the chasing danger.
Baby, baby, baby, come home on the midnight train. I been so long from you I can't remember when. I need you, little girl, 'cause I'm leanng on the wicked ledge.
Don't you worry 'bout hurting me. I've been hurt before. Don't you worry 'bout using me. I always knew the score. Don't get excited. When I come and go.
I got the christmas rush, ain't got time enough. I gotta buy some stuff, running low on bucks. I got the christmas rush. I gotta cut a tree, clean the chiminy.
Castaways, gypsies of the dawn. Angels out of darkness with. Nowhere to belong. Bound together, we've been cast. Into the storm. . Castaways, children of the damned.
Ain't it strange how we risk it all. For one last shot befor the curtain falls. Cause you know I can't let go. It's a crazy feeling that we can't control.
Wish I'd been born on a georgia farm. Wish I'd never seen the city's harm. Wish I'd been sown like an innocent seed. Stranded in the country 'stead of on the street.
I just can't help falling in love with you). Wise men say only fools rush in. But I can't help falling in love with you. Shall I say would it be a sin.
The angry moon of august hung. As I wrapped myself in you. The winds of war had cut into. As I tried to fight the truth. And in that time I lost my youth.
Your situation's on the top of my head. I don't know what to do. I know it's painful but it's got to be said. These things you're going through. Oh, you can't do that.
When your friends all kill you- put your cannon on the line.. Doing the last chaser-your already ripe.. Fear not the link from the chain.. It's o.k. - it's all in the game..
You own the stations and it's one against one. Turn it up or get it off. You've got the power and the money and the guns. So what's the deal ? it's only bucks.