Home is where beds are made and butter is added to toast. On a cold afternoon you can float room to room like a ghost. Take the creche out and argue about who gets to set up the kings.
I thought I saw my god. Through phrase and a ton of blood. And somehow tipped each club. And half completes the half. The things I thought about. The riches who die.
I am a dull and simple lad. Cannot tell water from champagne. And I have never met the Queen. And I wish I could have all he has got. . I wish I could be like David Watts.
Take my sword from the slaughter.. Melt it down into vapor, and my armor, too.. I hear hot blood flap and flutter. from your temple to shoulder,. and all through you..
You can wash out your lying eyes. In that bathroom down the hall. I guess I shouldn't be surprised. I guess I didn't know you at all. . But I can picture you inside some stranger's house.
Kathy Keller's only daughter,. I've been bad, but I'm getting better.. I seen you dancing with another man. and he was holding your hand,. but all dances must rest,.
The river is deep and the river is wide. And the girl that I love is on the other side. She wants to move to Kansas City. Move to Kansas City. Move, pretty baby, where the sky is so blue.
By the second verse, dear friends. My head will burst, my life will end. So I'd like to start this one off by saying. "Live and love". . I was young and at home in bed.
Tell me a reason. To break things off. Stop the bleeding. When it's my season. Mind was just revving. Your eyes they went hard. Our parents were freaking.
Black sheep boy,. blue-eyed charmer,. head hanging with horns. from your father.. . Oh,. in a cold little mirror you were grown,. by a black little wind you were blown,.
Wish I could remember why it mattered to me.. It doesn't matter to me.. It doesn't matter to me anymore.. Now that you're feeling fine,. I'll admit that - though I know it's coming down,.
There's no beast,. obviously.. The floor just creaks,. obviously.. The morning with coffee was snowy and sweet,. and there was this small, snow-white dog.
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What this night wants is what it gets. Strung in silken knots. Lit by cigarettes flaring side by side,. With the streets all wet,. As the only thing that's bright..
I'm a band in a show about a man holding hands with his wife. On a therapist's couch, with his face to the ground after fucking around countless nights.
She is sitting on the ground. Golden face and eyes turned down. Arms both bare and showing some. Golden trace of foreign sun. And bright and tied up 'cross each wrist.
Let fall your soft and swaying skirt. Let fall your shoes, let fall your shirt. I'm not the ladykilling sort. Enough to hurt a girl in port. . Marie's gone blonde and lost a stone.
Once we get to the end of this song,. then it will begin again.. So you said in our bed.. I was watching light slip through blinds to find your skin..
Oh, my enemy,. you've got company,. you're not alone.. They're watching over me. while each town you pass. fades as it folds.. . So in the night. we might get lost.
Relax, no song is written. It's nothing you thought of yourself. It's just a ghost, came unbidden. To this house. . This infection gets stronger every year.