Six a.m.. it's a cinnamon dawn. All burnt out and I never made it home. I don't wanna go home. . You're fixed for a fight. but I'm rock-a-bye gone. I love you but.
The space between our words. The heat before we touch. The breath that we hold. So that we don't say too much. . The beating of our hearts. The parting of our lips.
Talk about money. Talk about oppression. Investing in death. And the earth's destruction. Killing the earth. Bit by bit. Financing war. To make more profit.
You with the sad eyes. Don't be discouraged. Oh I realize. It's hard to take courage. In a world full of people. You can lose sight of it all. And the darkness inside you.
Welcome to my open house. Please ignore the mess around. I've been meaning to clean it up for quite sometime. Built on rock, I'm just run down, a fixer upper.
Caught up in circles. Confusion is nothing new. Flashback. Warm nights almost left behind. Suitcase of memories. Time after. . Sometimes you picture me.
The saturday afternoon tradition. Three falls and one submission. Boston crab and half-nelson. Bouncing around for television. Learn the moves and collect your pay.
I come home in the morning light. My mother says when you gonna live your life right. Oh mother dear we're not the fortunate ones. And girls they want to have fun.
Michaelangelo was a genius. Artist, architect, physician. The darling of the florentine scene. Inventor, scientist, mathematician. But less well-known are his regular stints.
Second hand girlfriend. Garage sale special. Good at what she does. and what she does is do the one. that rocks her world. . A Midwest apple. fallen from a tree.
England's goalkeeper since gordon banks. Consistent, reliable, a safe pair of hands. But despite all his saves and all his acrobatics. I can't help recalling something more dramatic.
What are you waiting for Jamie?. Who's that monster undertneath your bed. Give it a name. Get out of your head. I got two tickets to your show. Don't wanna go solo.
Do you wanna see inside?.... . It's not lacquer or gold. but it shines anyway. It's nothing you can hold. No one can steal it away. It's invisible. to everyone but me.
Time is a butcher. and just like everyday. the blade is gonna fall and we're helpless. I don't mean to bum you out. but I just gotta say. Truth is anything I agree with.
I lost..I lied. I can't stand to see you smile. I crawled...I cried. And I know I need to. Get a grip Get a life Close the windows in my eyes. Change my view Change my vibe Say it's over 50 times.
Hail Mary full of grace. The Lord is with Thee. Blessed art Thou amongst women. And blessed is the fruit of Thy womb, Jesus. Holy Mary, Mother of God.
Hail Mary full of grace. The Lord is with Thee. Blessed art Thou amongst women. And blessed is the fruit of Thy womb, Jesus. Holy Mary, Mother of God.
Uh 1-2 uh 1-2-3 kick it!. Yeah, let me down. I'm OK. Go ahead. Knock me down. I'm OK. Make a fool out of me. See if I care. Take the net away. I'm OK.
You don't know me. but I know you. I recognize you from my last life. When I was a fool. You are everything I wanted to be. And you know everything I used to believe.