Headlights, a hundred cars. Behind somebody's daddy's barn. Batteries draining blasting those radios. Another long lost summer night. Out past some no trespassing signs.
Could be everywhere you've been. Falling somewhere in between. The lines from place to place. . Could be everything you see. In this tragic comedy. Of smiles without a face.
I've been to school in Boston. Played my guitar down in Austin. Driven eighteen wheels outta Delaware. I've laid pipline in Alazka, detasselted corn in West Nebraska.
I wish I knew what I should say. I wish I knew that you would stay. I wish I knew how to live. I wish that I had more to give. I wish I knew what you were thinking.
Gimme a three day weekend,. in the mountain view,. a snow covered cabin,. with just room for two,. a fire softly burnin',. not a thing to do,. but get away with you,.
When hard times fall on me and you,. lately there have been more than few,. we hold on tight,. and make it through somehow.. . When ever hill is straight up and long,.
You can set me up. Just to break your fall. You can set me up. I don't mind at all. . 'Cause I've been waiting. For something beautiful. To blow up in my face.
foot, let off the exelerater,. slame down on the brake,. before it's too late,. hands grab the wheel right now,. eyes look back in the mirror,. she's sittin' back there cryin',.
You know all that you could be. A big opportunity. And you wanna disappear. . The walls won't let you sleep tonight. You're throwing the title fight. You wanna disappear.
It's the fortune in your hand. It's the spotlight where you stand. It's the answer you don't know. It's the space left when you go. . Don't know what you want.
I could be a stranger and never know your name. I could be a hero and never take the blame. But I can change, I can change. . I could be a pistol that aims at anyone.
I'll move it out into the light. I just can't leave it alone. I'm somewhere in America. And you're asleep at home. . Take it out over the edge. Watch it sinking like a stone.
You come out swinging again. Up on a wind and down on a friend. It's a fine day. . It gets so cold in here. You burn up in the atmosphere. For a fine day, a fine, fine day.
Something's crawling on my back. And digging holes in my head. Something's climbing through the crack. And hiding under the bed. . All you can do without.
All that's real. You're pushing it slowly back under the wheel. We can stay. Two feet apart and a whole world away. You're keeping score. Standing on mountains and hoping for more.
I've been a wild rover for many's the year. And I spent all me money on whiskey and beer. but now I'm returning with gold in great store. and I promise to play the wild rover no more.
sinead:. do you remember that sunny day?. somewhere in london in the middle of nowhere. didn't have nothing to do that day. didn't wanna do nothing anyway.
Yeah, oh yeah, yeah, oh yeah. . Go to a party, we'll crash it. In a hotel, we'll trash it. Got a bottle, we're drinking. Got a yacht, he's got a yacht? We'll sink it.
We won't try to justify. All the things we do to make you cry. Just sit back and take it slow. We'll inflict another blow. . Don't you think it's kind of strange.
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