I got a glass of wine. I got a cigarette. I should be feeling fine. I ain't feeling nothing yet. She's leading the second line. Feel like I'm in front of it.
I been working here. Monday it'll be a year. And I can't recall a day when I didn't wanna disappear. But I keep on showin' up. Hell bent on growing up.
Time between the glory days and the golden years. She did the work of 20 able men. Sent tommy off to school to an engineer. And Sarah went to try out all the sins.
Give her space, give her speed. Give her anything she needs. Get her out of here. Give her weed, give her wine. Give her anything but time. Get her out of here.
I was out there all alone. I was searching for a friend. You saw my need and you came along. With that charm you took me in. . Then one night, you captured my heart.
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Last night I heard the sirens' song. And I followed it in the ditch. Oh baby, I'm just carrying on. Far be it for me to bitch. . Last night I heard the distant hum.
From the sky we look so organized and brave. Walls that make up barricades and graves. Daddy's little empire built by hands and built by slaves. From the sky we look so organized and brave.
Are you lonely tonight?. Are you out on the road?. I'm headed home to go it alone again. . Are you dreaming out loud?. Scared of the crowds?. Well, I'm headed home to go it alone again.
There's a few too many years on this hotel. She used to be a beauty you can tell. The lights down in the lobby they don't shine. They just flicker while the elevator winds.
What can you see from your window. I can't see anything from mine. Flags on the side of the highway. and scripture on grocery store signs. Maybe eighteen was to early,.
She said Andy you're better than your past,. winked at me and drained her glass,. cross-legged on the barstool, like nobody sits anymore.. She said Andy you're taking me home,.
Staring at the picture of the runaways on the wall. Seems like these day you couldn't run away at all. And even if you did, what you got to run away to.
Standing in the window with his tongue hanging out. Like the king of something evil in a year-long drought. With a dirty white suit, a big white hat. A bullet in his pocket, no matter where he's at.
Lay down beside me. Close your eyes and feel the noonday sun.. These eyes, they remind me. Of a scared and simple doe before she runs.. . John was a Baptist..
A heart on the run. Keeps a hand on the gun. You can't trust anyone. . I was so sure. What I needed was more. Tried to shoot out the sun. . In days when we raged.
Pictures of the farm before us. Old men in a gospel Sephia and saddle horses. Easy on the reins. '81 a motor in your. Mama's 17 again. She's squinting at the dusty wind.
If there's one thing I can't stand. It's this bar and this cover band. Trying to fake their way through 'Castles Made of Sand'.. That's one thing I can't stand..
You said you heard of me so why are you so afraid?. Some minor changes made, you'll miss the big parade. Another filthy day, another Hollywood sign. You missed the caution line and you just walked right in.
Well, I moved into this room. If you could call it that, a week ago. I never do what I'm supposed to do. Hardly even know my name anymore. When no one calls it out, it kind of vanishes away.