Out here it's 95 degrees in the shade. There's nothing left, but ashes of the plans we made. I'll be the last one standing, I'm not afraid. Of tripping over myself, worrying 'bout the things they said.
I feel you wrap around me. Then I wake again to find. That the devil's laughing at me. Counting every single time. . That I have said I love you. Ever since you went away.
Wanna feel thy nerves and ink my skin. I want it, I need it. Wanna fight the man my skin's worn thin. He's got it, we want it. . Pictures and needles in my skin.
Rain come down, come falling down. Purified with no shelter. All at once you leave all at once. Testify that what you want is mine. . And the dreams are waking me.
Candles burning all the shadows flicker flashing. The sound of grace always reminds me of you. I hold myself now there's no one else here to hold me. I want to make it through got to make it through.
Floating on this water. Couldn't be any better. 'Less I sank to the floor. And could breathe. . Clouds roll by in shapes of butterflies. And there's no time.
I want a tall skinny papa. Yeah!. I want a tall skinny papa. Yeah!. I want a tall skinny papa. Yeah!. I want a tall skinny papa. Yeah!. I want a tall skinny papa.
Sugar plum soft your fingers. Holding on is like holding my breath. Letting go you leave it stained and tainted. Giving up is like birth and death. . I am not perfect.
You and I we belong here. Wee been livin?here. For a long time. We have a right to have them serve. We have a right to know what going on. We have a right to have them show the way they feel.
You and I we belong here. We've been livin? here. For a long time. We have a right to have them serve. We have a right to know what's going on. We have a right to have them show the way they feel.
Three years in May, since I woke up. And you opened up to me. A year and two months now since we broke up. But you were holding on for me. . Every now and then I think.
If I had a genie in a bottle. I'd make my mother the president. I'd buy up all the radio stations. And find out where the hell the aliens went. . My three wishes.
My friend John, he's a flattop. He's a cop on the eastern side. He's a watchdog sent on a paper bag. Chase where the children's. Guns all hide in the school yard.
Baby, baby, baby, we've been battling for days. And I'm holding on to my rope's end 'cause maybe, honey, maybe. Seems that's all you have to say and I'm praying for fate to come back.
Hey man, come on over here. Let me play some of nothin' for your ears. Well, I sat down and listened to him say. Love keeps gettin' in the way. . Well, how many times will I fall in love.
The smell of sweat and suntan lotion. The smell of the wind coming off the ocean. It's like summertime perfume. . The rising tide and the babies tanning.
Whats within us is all around us. Not a boundary, these flesh and bones. Something might, something startling. Realizing what we are when were alone. .
You can be saved in baptismal waters. A blessed virgin child. You can behave and ignore that you notice. Questions all the while. . But don't ask for truth and conscience.
Elijah weeps to the pavement. Hands outstretched and worn. Everyday is getting harder. But what does it matter and does it matter. . She says, "My love, oh, could you help me?".
Living's like sunshine for you. Holdin' my hand. Baby's breath and kiss of fire from you. Loving is everything. . The touch of you is more than I can handle.