I feel the motion of the car before I open my eyes.. The air is blue-black, brown-black, black-black.. Smell of gas, oil, animals.. I'm in the trunk..
From the Album:. * Together. . If there's a reason why you leave me. Then I like to hear it now. I'll simply bend my head. I won't cry out loud. I know all this time we spent together.
Here it is morning again life unstoppable. I'd open my eyes if it were still possible. Just tell me why, tell me why, tell me why. . There were days when I thought we could.
I am just a cowboy, lonesome on the trail. Those starry nights, campfire lights. The coyote call, the howling wind wails. As I ride out on an uncertain sundown.
You turn your head, I rest on you. Beneath my skin, inside my bones. You guide my hand, what can I do but touch you. . You lift your head, I press on you.
Don't it blow your mind?. Don't it blow your mind like the first time?. . Circle the voices in a crowded room. Plays in my head so out of time. Kill me with kindness never enough I find.
From the Album:. * Face it. . It don't look like a happy home. For the monkey in the corner. Behind the bars inside the cage. The sadness makes me shiver.
It was the hour you make confidences to a stranger. It seemed I'd become nearly human enough to think of another person's trouble. And we were fellow strangers, then.
No one taught you how to sing the blues. And you only play the games that you lose. Can't even tie your own shoes. But I think you're alright. . Woke up in the morning on my own.
(G.Kooymans/B.Hay). . I've been sleepin' all day, slummin' all night. In a 44 hour sedation. Since the day you cut me outta your life. The night I killed your patience.
How does it feel?. This is how it feels. Like falling into the hole you say. Has replaced you soul. I never did the things you say. I'd never hurt you that way.
It's not a story of a god around the calling. Locked in silence and pops up your pretty head. They're sleeping now but dreams, except for lately. Some things are better left unsaid.
From the Album:. * N.E.W.S.. . In a room with artificial light. Where the curtains have all been drawn tight. Behind a table that's out of place. Same old dream is being chased.
Prayers sent a million pieces. Hang on tightly insight. There now in the basement. Voices in the kitchen. My hands you know down there. Falling tightly inside.
I don't want you to be high. I don't want you to be down. Don't want to tell you no lies. Just want you to be a-round. . Please come right up to my ears.
I can't blame you for givin' up. Don Coyote there's no reward in. . Fightin' windmills, fightin' windmills. . It's the country that I'm livin' in. You can't stop once you begin.
Eatin' TV dinner, with the radio on. Made me cough up this kinda song. There's a guy singin', I'd die for you. And it sounds like he means business too.
Too bad you got a chip on your shoulder. You've broken the hate, it's never too late. Turn 'round, you're just another year older. Still ready to fight, then lose on your side.
Wake up breathe keep breathing. . You don't trade money here. You trade information. And skin. Right now there are thousands of forgotten people. Trying to remember you.
Met a man on a train near Santa Fe. Who was dead a minute as a child. Fell off a dock. He couldn't swim and his heart stopped. A gold snake slid from the sky.