This gravity is feeling like a tether. I wanna, wanna be so high above the weather. All frequency around. 'Round 'round, 'round 'round without a sound.
One day, it's the morning, another day it's the afternoon light. One day, baby, without warning. Well, I tend to think. We're going back to Rome, back to Rome.
A lot of people love that Jerome. Did you know he missed his comb?. All his life was in pain. Made us laugh, he never did complain. Brother Sam was more than okay.
Well, it seems about my whole life. I've been kind of depressed. I think I like the concept. But it sure is a mess. . Are you headed my way? Are you headed my way?.
You are a fine exception. And now I do not know what to do. There is no use in-uh capturing me. Though I know that you easily could. I do not mind if you laugh at me.
If I could live to be several hundred. I could take a walk. And really wander, really wander. All my ghosts on every sea, in every land. . Who needs that now?.
Talk to a man just to get a little work. Then you talk to the hand just to get a little jerk. Some people die, then they start to get old. But I dont wanna die upon on the threshold.
The vanishing spies, somethin' I read. A couple of eyes, from out of the head. And all that was said. Was that's just how some things don't materialize.
Once Eric said. Come gather around. I'll tell a tale. That is sure to astound. . Un-somnambulist. That's awake see. He don't sleep. . Talking, taking no break.
Your wine it tastes so sweet. But it's no affaire d'amour. I can hear the ghosts of 14th St.. As they are running out the door. . Can't you see you have no connections.
I rode from TJ up to Berkeley. And it started out so gray. Till I lost that cool protection. When the sun burned it all away. . While the winter's light shined down.
We made the scene. At the real El Rey. Or so they say. So many claimed to be king. . Im going back to Manchester, England. Im gonna learn me to sing. But Ill beware out there on the English moor.
I'm going away. I'm going far away. I'm going further than the land. That meets the sky. . And I won't rest. Until I'm very far. I'll walk for many days.
Well, I found a road and off I sped. I met a man with no little toe and a real big head. Though I did not speak somehow. I said, "Where are you from?".
If you wanted to get somewhere. And it took you long time to get there. Would you want to rush back here?. I didn't think so. . Take me somewhere cool.
Though le loved to rock and roll. All these many years. He cared about the old people's. And little children's ears. Though he was a guitar man. He reflected and he vowed.
And on this smoggy day. He tried to make his way. But odds were six to one. . He had no chance to fight. He ascended into light. Light brighter than the sun.
As fluorescents do. They blink over the floor. Of her majestic halls. Yea, they do. . I hear surf on Kazoo. And I march with the militia of the mime. Malicious are the times.
Fever in the east. On a small green hall. A tyrant tries again. I will leave no song. . Fever in the west. On a tiny wall. Burglar of my dreams. And what came along.
I want you to love me. I want you beside me. I want you to die. . You know that preassure freaks me. You cant forget this feeling. When worlds I raised will rip me?.