run motor. run the motor. run spinning rotation. the spinning rotation. and finding the rhythms. the motion. the aspirin. you could wake me up with silence and i could lose all control.
I said alright, cause you never know,. You never find what you want if you stay too close.. I headed out in the morning rain,. Past all the stands on the side of the old highway..
This is not a model fit for any mold. The twisted, old, and bitter tongues are reckless just as they are cold. Dwelling on the dying is wet fingers to the flame.
it was a day and passing. someone thought something was in the way. no one caught what i caught but i caught it full on. i didn't want to be mixed up that way:.
It hurts so bad inside. Dialing into the payphone that's outside of the show. Cause everywhere I go my head is just a wreck. And it's no secret I've been dealing with.
If I could just begin to forget where I have been. Maybe we wouldn't be here. But I pace within a haze, I keep bumping into days. And waiting for them to end.
I get deflated thinking about this now. but i've got got so far away. from where I thought I would be. and this town with it's burning air. and downpour everyday is weighing hard on me..
when the day stops do you still believe you were right on and rising when you let your hate endure more prominent than your love or your trust you let it push us away but you can't make me come down anchored something fierce locked in set straight i won't change where i stand now on leaving hate and keeping warmth and i won't take to your cold because i believe that there is more to life than just living and i don't see how you can stay so covered with cold i wish you would open up and shine the light that i knew.
She was stable and he buckled for nothing. Since nothing worth anything comes easy now. They got caught looking at time through a window. At someone they should know or they may soon forget.
there are roads that lead to the unknown. with tools that do nothing less than tax. you to the bone i find hope. when there are wills to carry on. and push to continue their songs.
there are roads that lead to the unknown. with tools that do nothing less than tax. you to the bone i find hope. when there are wills to carry on. and push to continue their songs.
The finest hour has stayed unknown,. that's not to say it hasn't shown all its torments.. But that's okay.. It we ever get clear then that's enough, my dear, to let it strip away..
So things are not the same. Cut all loss and walk away. What was said is done, so independence comes. And there none the like. . No more lonely souls under changing leaves.
Shut me I've done you wrong,. mocked you and broke your home, carried an as a king to a throne, and I know, I loathed.. Yet I've reconciled my faith with no way to explain where it comes from..
Oh, I for one may not shy,. Away from the fact that I'm sick,. And too tired to stand this,. It all seems contagious.. I know a few would back that up,.
i've seen heroic falls. busted lips from microphone brawls. angelic songs sung by all within the Hardback walls. . it never mattered who you were or where you worked.
all around my home there is living sound in my head it's in my head i know it's in me and i hear it rythem in the air in my home you can breathe in the air in my head it's in me live from it you watch it close your eyes and listen close your eyes you can see around the world all around my home potential sound in my head got to let it happen it's in me take it all in my home it will never end in my head if we let it live it's in me.
I see a shadow on the street tonight,. A silouette under the light,. You won't see it on the road.. You wake up in a different place,. There's blood all over your face,.
How unfortunate that it has come to this,. we all pay to die as rogues, as workers,. nomads and searchers, sweat to shackles and leads to lies.. Still we're all under lock and key,.
The bleeding doesn't stop,. What can I do?. "Hold me", she says, cause it's alright.. "What can I do?". "Nothing",she says, cause it's alright. Cause it's alright.