Whether or not there is any type of god. I'm not supposed to say. And today. I don't really care. . God is a word. And the argument ends there. . Oh do I feel like the mother of the world.
I SAW THE YEAR PASS LIKE A FILM REEL. LIKE QUIVERING FRAMES THROUGH THE SHUTTER WHEEL. GOLDEN LIKE THAT SUMMER TIME. PROJECTING LIGHT THROUGH MY TWILIGHT MIND.
Please don't cry, for the ghost and the storm outside. Will not invade this sacred shrine nor infiltrate your mind. My life down I shall lie if the bogey-man should try.
where are my friends tonight. who's looking out for me. i don't mind drinking by myself. i don't wanna be alone again. . where are my friends tonight.
To many lines has been broken. To many people have crumbled apart. In my hand. . I should have left a long time ago. The best idea I've ever had. . With every mile.
COME ON MY FRIEND. LETS LEAVE THESE MEN IN THE BED. AND GO BACK HOME. WHILE THE CITYS STILL DEAD. ACROSS THE BRIDGE AS THE SUN RISES. . PAST THE MOUNTAINS AND THE BOATS BELOW.
They're looking for a cure for your problem,. but the money isn't the solution.. The money is in the medicine sold.. While they're working for a drug free world.
Well, I rode out to the ocean. And the water looked like tarnished gold. I rode out on a broken horse. Who told me she'd never felt so old. She asked me if I'd feed her.
I USED TO SIT AND WATCH. THE BUILDINGS DOWNTOWN. TURN OUT THEIR LIGHTS. NIGHTS WHEN YOU WEREN'T AROUND. FROM MY WINDOW ACROSS THE BAY. . THOSE RAINY NIGHTS.
LOOK UP AT THE SKY. THEY PREDICTED YOU'D BE NEAR. SAW THE DOOM IMPENDING AND GUESSED THERE WOULD BE TEARS. STARS YOU'RE OLD LIGHT. ARE YOU WISE?. DID YOU BRING ME HERE?.
City to city we travel in vans from. The east to the west coast. To places abandoned. We'll stalk through a small town. For traitors and strangers. The road is not salted.
THIS IS THE ROOM WHERE THEY WERE BORN. ALL OF THE KIDS GROWN UP SO LONG NOW. AND IF I'M QUIET I CAN HEAR THEM FIGHT. BUT THE ONLY REAL SOUND IS THAT WHISTLING TRAIN AT NIGHT.
Wake up and grab your bags.. California's burning to the ground.. Wake up and grab your things.. You and I are leaving Los Angeles.. . They'll try to hold you down, they'll try to pull me down,.
Anyone who's ever had a hole in the heart. Knows how hard it is to start a new day. . Anyone who's ever had a hole in the heart. Knows how hard it is to start a new day.
OUT OF THE WOODS I HEARD A DRAGON CALLING. TOO FAR AWAY TO EVER HURT ME. HE WAS ALONE. HE WAS ALONE. HE WAS ALONE IN THE VALLEY. . I WENT BACK DOWN TO MY VILLAGE TO BRING.
The boy with the thorn in his side. Behind the hatred there lies. A murderous desire for love. How can they look into my eyes. And still they don't believe me?.
I had to leave the country. Though there was some nice folk there. Now I dont know where Im going. All I know is Ill hit the ground running. . Only cowboys and southern gentlemen.
The boy with the thorn in his side. Behind the hatred there lies. A murderous desire for love. How can they look into my eyes. And still they don't believe me?.