All the time. Coming down is all I see. Cold day in November. It was 1983. . Wait for days. lying on the airport seat. holding on to your image. for as long as I could keep.
Caught the Sun down at castle island. Summer's spinnin its finest gold. They were selling and we were buying. Just looking for someone to hold. . I know the feeling of a fight I never saw you blink.
seven days to live. all i need is my medicine. so many ways to give. if only.. . everything i saw those days. is burned into my mind. every second, every minute.
One gonna heal my body another gonna heal my pain. One gonna settle me down then bring me back up again. . I'm gonna put my family back together again.
enter the unknown. it's not overblown. when will i move back home?. the years have been thrown. . it's not alright. it's much too bright. turn around.
On the one they'll catch ya. If you skirt disaster. On the day they told her. But she wannna stay, stay. . And all the ones that saw ya. Witnesses of Goya.
Do you even compute?. . Future home. Future alone. . Luau for the rome plows.. . Future home. Future alone. . Even if kills you. Turn it off. It's a human interest.
Heard you sold your friend. Got a good price at the local store. You know he could've turned you in. Could have been you on the concrete floor. . Jefferson roll over and tell ol' Stalin the news.
fourteen miles on the run. maybe it's time we turn back. it's amazing anyone. survived that massive attack. . eight hundred seventy thousand pounds. take off without a care.
these are my tides. we fall in line. so anxiously hope the blood will clot. . two times i waited. to find a way. two times i woke up. too damn afraid.
It was a ruff night, turned into years in an unknown land. Just a grudge fight, cooked up by the DC suites on hand. We had a hard time but we tried to understand.
Offed by just the man he used to know. Many years before and twenty and vertigo. Scarlet billows he breathes. The sigh of relief of a killers. . So tip you hat to the gentleman.
On behalf of the resistance. And all of our existence. The wanted man. The conquered man. . We know not of your borders. But you push us to your corners.
Did you get the invitation?. The Swan song of a nation. Everyone's waitin' for you inside. . We got soda pop and hickory stills. Quinn the Eskimo in espadrilles.
Whoa, a little love at Caesar's. Whoa, you know I love to please her. Whoa, a little love at Caesar's goes so far. . Whoa, a little love at Caesar's. Whoa, whoa, whoa, you know I love to please her.
Mama, mama don't look now, I'll say it when. There's a red bus and it's comin' up along. And I might recommend that when the protests are over. . You will not expect to be so well.
Woke him up with a barrel to his head. His eyes shut tight, bracing for the blow. Resigning his life to the metal held in another man's hand. . Twenty days in a concrete fallout.
And there's a quiet in the cellar. And if they find us. It'll be all she wrote. And by the time the ground had thawed. The summer. She had barely spoke.
I've been thinkin'. I've been facin [or phasin']. I've been makin' a shelf. To line 'em up along. And not to keep it all to myself. . These words. They need a night out.
Well, indeed you lost your friend. On the south side of where you live. Heard the call and had to leave. Boarded up windows and burned out brick. . Oh please don't you get.