I lay my head on your thighs. And close my eyes. And think of. All of our days. . Fast moving months. They pass us by. For me things take time. To seep in, into this mind.
Till the end of me. I'm gonna make you my priority. This coming holiday. I'm gonna make you my priority. . Love the things you buy. I'm gonna make you my priority.
I got no sense of time. The second hand slaps. Me, oh, so silly. . And insults my character now. For I like my. Mood to lead me. . I walk into your room.
Before our time, upon a noun. There stood still a ship. Standing proud. . She tows lines, transforms words. To be more than they are. When they are alone on their own.
Distant country. My share of the estate. Poison. . Stomach. Is filled with. Pig pods. . No longer worthy. To be called your son. But papa runs to me. .
Kids are pushing kids. Kids are pushing kids. . On down. Till they all hit ground. Parents, pick your brats up. At the lost and found. . I have given up, but I'm not giving up.
I recall the day when I was in thee. Thee womb, I could hear you so soon. I will see your face. . I liked to play alone. Never ever all alone. . My first day to school was so exciting.
Thank you. For lending me your hand. For sharing time today. For giving that idea. . That made. It a nice and easy day. . So saying now thank you. For setting all aside.
Come on. Come on. Come on. Come on. . When life's got your goat now. By his tail and by his goat throat. Lighten up and gather. All those cares, all your snares.
Rowing, ringing, cares a flinging. As we ride this boat of hide. All eagle-eyed and dignified. Down the river, across the great divide. . Words beside at the highest of tides.
There's a clown on your back. Where you go. There's a clown on your back. Where you go. And his grin may be wide. But he's all dead inside. There's a clown on your back.
It's not the prettiest world. The prettiest world. The prettiest world you'll see. It's not the prettiest world. Or the most wanted. But it's pretty enough for me.
Ugly face and big fat ass. Surgeon and a diet coke. You'd be mad. Be the one that you are. And you're welcome like a hooker in church. Here comes the fire hose dicks.
Yesterdays rivers black and dry, mean old devil got on.. In a blind valley i slept all night, mean old devil got on, mean old devil got on.. . seventynine roses i had in mind, mean old devil got on..
It's spring time but I haven't seen the sun. To see the sun ain't what I signed. You said I could get what I ain't got. Back home, home where I'm bound.
The room had an old table fan,. a red telephone and a beer stained bed.. The streets were filled with drums and smoke,. they were playing songs for the dead..
Heart without a home, desperate to belong. You haven't been forgotten. Poet with no voice, singer with no song. Silence borne of sorrow, can you hear God whisper?.
Hiding in the midnight. I've watched life pass me by. Haunted by each heartbreak. And mistake Ive let weigh me down. Now it feels like. . This is my new dawn.
What if I could reach outside these walls?. What if I could loose my doubt. And rise above it all?. . For just a moment. To see what's waiting for me.
For the life of me. I am searching for the strength to stand. For the life of me. I cannot go on the way I am. So Father, here I come. Reaching for Your love.