There's a siren ringing loud. A call of distress. It's winding through these streets. Making all you people deaf. I think you're hearing fine. Just choosing to ignore.
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i was sitting in basil's with a friend and coffee. thinking the world a fine place to be. when the man on my right got up to leave. and left a little piece of his mind with me.
We were splitting up. You split up instead. You lost your head last night. And your body came to bed. Your face came back to haunt me. When your body ran away.
they say it's no big deal girls. he's just one 's' shy of a she, sure. hey it's only words. they why is it he instead of her. always you're moaning. .
Dragged in his fathers footsteps. Onto other people's doorsteps. To shoe-gaze through another afternoon. He's well turned out, his pants are pressed. He's dripping in his Sunday best.
spot the difference here. i'm the only one not smiling. i'm the only one afraid of dying. i'm not the one who's up there dancing. or talking with stragers.
I'm not worried, it's a 1, 000, 000 miles away. yeah i saw the news it happens every day. some cronkite look-a-like. numb from what he's reading. wake me up! wake me up!.
they've been still in their tracks. for many's the year. through watching and waiting. they've made their careers. and they've got frozen hands. like broken down clocks.
you cannot stop a river if it has a place to go. you can rediret the water but you can't arrest the flow. you can dam it, but you'll damn yourself. then you'll never know.
there's only sixty days 'til christmas. so the metal must be cold. as the jumper's fingers struggle. with the choice to free or hold. and when he looks up for compassion.
(Kelly/Mann). I found my coat. Had trouble with the sleeves. We lifted your box. And bent at the knees. Know what tears the most?. It's the disregard for your holy ghost.
mr. jones has a little problem. if i had eyes i'd see that it was me. he's the size of a man with the potential of a boy. not what god had meant a child of its to be.
you put the dumbest things. in the strangest places. behind the door, on the floor. a cabinet full of empty faces. let's give it a miss this time. give it a miss this time.
Oh no, oh no. Oh no, oh no. Oh no, oh no. Oh no, oh no. . Mr. Jones has a little problem. If I had eyes, I'd see that it was me. He's the size of a man with the potential of a boy.
there's a cold wind blowin' through the old east side. it cuts with the devil's curse. they're turning our people into the streets, while. the landloards line their purse.
I was tired of being put right down. By myself for not being what you thought. You had found pulled hard in two directions. By a desire to learn and my old affections.
sometimes you get the scare of your life. when you least expect it. in a gas station reading soemone else's nightmare. like a kick in the head for this.
Our super-hero in a maple-leaf cape. Was locked in the trunk of a car. and he escaped. He's a Moosehead muppet on. an ex-pat kick. Got a valid passport and he's proud of it.
i can strum a little, i can hold a chord. this ain't the gospel and i ain't the lord. i'm no holy roller, but for what it's worth. my freedom's a train ride to heaven on earth.