Hey man what's the scam don't you ever understand. Don't you, don't you, don't you understand. Thinking about, thinking about, thinking about nothing.
Andy never had a father. Who was anywhere nearby. And when he was and Andy asked him things. He couldn't get him to reply. . So Andy taught himself the things.
Dont you, dont you?. Don't you too?. . Hey man, whats the scam, dont you ever understand?. Dont you, dont you, dont you understand?. Dont you understand?.
"Bring beauty to this house," she told me,. "with the talent you have in your hands.. Bring beauty to His house with your words now,. cause there's a war goin' on in foreign lands.".
Where did you go I counted all the way to ten. You were nowhere around. Wrapped my eyes with both my hands stood and listened. Nowhere around. . Made my peace with myself now I'm gonna find you.
It's been like a circus in her head. And she sighs when she hears the lions roar. She can stare through the cages till the colors turn red. But she just wishes it would all go away.
Why do you bring me so much hatred. C'mon keep it together. Or have I lost all of the patience. I need to keep it together. Information holds the weather.
We're both dirty, baby- that's just the way it goes. We'll try to cut the fuses off before everything blows. And if it blows and both of us are standing real close by.
Things look cold for young John Morgan. We were dying all around him. Wise, the wise, our young John Morgan sing. Will we feed us all away?. . Were all heroes.
The space in my mind is too small for You. The space in my heart is too small for You too. And all of things of the earth that I know. Are too small for all of the greatness You've shown.
If i could lie in a bed of moss. and sleep and dream the nights away. i'd make the world count its cost. for a big brass bed. . And rivers would lullaby me to sleep.
And I said no to all the men I've come across. Through the years I've been living strong and today. I'm not afraid of love a different shade. So much that light could never hope to travel through.
It's been a long time. Haven't spoken for a while. Been tryin' to do it on my own again,. And I been fallin' on my face again.. . It's been a long time.
I am haunted by my love for comparison. My fascination with a single common theme. And I am hounded by the fear that I might be losing it. Slipping from reality into dream.
My life is a stereo. How loud does it go. What songs do I know. And whatever happened to my plans. Whatever happened to life I thought I'd have. . My life is a stereo.
My life is a stereo. How loud does it go. What songs do I know. And whatever happened to my plans. Whatever happened to life I thought I'd have. . My life is a stereo.
I believe the heart's a theatre,. and that the actors on its stage. are playing dreams but they're imposters. and that the devil pays their wage.. . I believe the passion of that drama.
Who's that creeping around my door?. Who's that crawling on my floor?. Who's that sneaking in my bed?. Seems like someone wants me dead. . Oh, my Lord, it's the reaper.
You set before me all my dreams. And vowed to give me everything. You said I did not have to choose. But Father he would disagree with you. You took Him to a mountaintop.
Never the hero of the soft parade. And I asked and I said to you. Are you sorry for this. . Saw you pick up a needle by the handle today. And I asked and I begged you.