Went down to the coastline for nearly forty days. Strangled by the sun, but I never lost my way. Went down to the coastline. Lord, I nearly lost my mind.
Well you're probably right. You're probably in control. They probably watch you walk away. Well a line is just a line. But when you turn it all it's just another line again.
September, seventh grade. O.P. shorts on enemies made. I was a new fool at a new school. About to get beat up 'cause my clothes weren't cool. Purple shirt with a kool-aid stain.
It was a dream I had a long time ago. Louisiana rain comes falling down. It was a song I sang a long time ago. It was the girl I tried to sing it with.
It was a dream I had a long time ago. Louisiana rain comes falling down. It was a song I sang a long time ago. It was the girl I tried to sing it with.
Ge ready. . Abby are you waiting. waiting on time to turn. all the words from other peoples heads. written down to figure out. . I can see you searching.
I learned to say surrender with a letter. (Tried out all the letters). Just like you tried out all of me. I learned to say forgotten with a story. (Used up all the letters).
Look at me, I'm a bright machine. Look at me, I'm old and green. Look at me, I'm 23. Standing on the ground. There's a different kind of darkness now.
Memories are measured out in years. Scattered blues and make believe. And the majesty that's in between. Thicknesses and distances are real. But we always stay in motion.
Picture this night. Picture this in red and gold. Pictures have their own way of talking. It's a lifetime in the making. A heart set for the breaking.
Kansas bound lost and found. Isabella with a heart of gold. Thought I'd see her through it but the devil made me do it. It's a story I never told. Spent a little time never learn to rhyme.
Walked to work 'cause my car broke down. I walked to work. . I walked to work 'cause my car broke down (feet). My feet started hurting on the other side of town.
I hear you clearly. Though you're hardly in my view. For I'll listen in the way in which you told me. Hold them nearly, all these murmurs of the earth.
Another story make believe. Beneath the boy who's scared to see. It's hard to feel a moment before it's gone. Guarded words they tend to scream. They act as if they've never been.
Caught the sound of a distant word. On the pale white wings of a frigate bird. Had to listen, couldn't save it all for later. It was the salt in the ocean and the stars on the equator.
Roosevelt we've been betrayed. Said someone over there. I think it was me. Here's a little place for you. And here's a little house where you can die.
I used to be a riverboat captain. Before the mutiny, woah Lord. I used to be a down-home funk prescriber. On the banks of the river Jubilee. . Eating lotus with my brother.
'Cause I'm just trouble shooting in New Orleans. I got the same bad connections. And the same sweet dreams. And I can't sleep at night to save my life.
That's what you said. You think from the inside. What's control, anyway?. A little word that you don't have to say. . If you do, fortunately for you and me now.
She wore a green windbreaker, I guess it was her brother's. And even though I never knew she wasn't like the others. The weather's right and the stars align.