I remember. You dropped your soul. Left in on the ground behind you. Never could go home. . Lived with a person once and I watched you disappear. I've always been there for you no matter who you became.
On the seat of disarray you've found you have no calling. Watch another slip away escape from your constant crawlin'. There are two entwined this way they want a sense of calming.
From the pyramids to the petrol age. And did DaVinci dream of man in space. When did Nero know that Rome would fall. And the search lights crossing on that crumbling wall..
Coffee stained day breaks in ice and glass. Tear stained in corners and the winter will pass. Hungover with whiskey, hangs over a stove. Kicking up the morning as the rain turns to snow..
Nobody lives here anymore. Bitten to the bone, stripped to the core. Ghosts are shedding vapoured tears. On briared walkways out of here. Sun sprays a pattern on the grey cobweb.
It only hurts when I think of you. So it hurts all the time. It only hurts when I dream of you. So it hurts day & night. . I couldn't wait to be with you.
Ain't got my baby so I ain't got no heart. Ain't got my baby so I ain't got no heart. I'm drowning in a sea of pain my world is falling apart. . Ain't got my baby so I can't go no where.
They tell me I'm a nice guy but I don't wanna be a nice guy. When I look up at the night sky my heart won't break my fear won't go away. They say my marks made, pack my bags.
I've been lot in Los Angeles. nothing but big blue skies and breast. crawling down sunset on my hands and knees. lookin' for something to give my heart a rest.
Oh, You did not have a home. There were places You visited frequently. You took off Your shoes and scratched Your feet. 'Cause You knew that the whole world belonged to the meek.
It's a lazy afternoon. And the beetle bugs are zooming. And the tulip trees are blooming. And there's not another human in view. But us two. . It's a lazy afternoon.
There's a song down in my heart, nobody there to sing it. Like a vision asleep in the dark, with no one around to dream it. We just all sit back and watch all that we love sinking away.
In my Father's house there are many, many rooms. In my Father's house there are many, many rooms. And I'm going up there now to prepare a place for you.
Well, who's that man who thinks He's a prophet?. Well, I wonder if He's got something up His sleeve. Where's He from?. Who is His daddy?. There's rumors He even thinks Himself a king.
Oh well, Annabelle, Baby. The prettiest girl in the town.. Visions of grandeur, but no one around ya.. Keep your feet flat on the ground.. It started off roses like, dreams comin true..
Sometimes the night was beautiful. Sometimes the sky was so far away. Sometimes it seemed to stoop so close. You could touch it but your heart would break.
Some people say they live for no good reason. I guess they live despite. The very things they choose not to believe in. And the love they must deny. .
Where could I go, where could I run. Even if I found the strength to fly. And if I rose on the wings of the dawn. And crashed through the corner of the sky.