I am running as fast as i can. I can feel them but I see no chain. It seems I can do only just one step. I feel caught like a fly in a web. I see the people around me.
I believe in leather saddles,. Old Camaros, and picking your battles.. Good whiskey has never done me wrong.. I believe in pretty women,. Little kids smiles and worn out denim..
All I want is a place to come home to,. nothing fancy, no paternal throne,. just a place I can always return to when my head's hangin' low.. All I need is a friend I can turn to, no one famous,.
Little green men coming out of paint cans,. Phosphate mines and Slaked Lime, 1966, he was sixteen,. it's Central Florida in the era of the dragline,. play it over the pit and dig up more of that green shit,.
He left you behind. The same way you left me. Darling, I won't take pride. Or bore you with some victory speech. . I didn't come around to try. And pass judgment on you, girl.
Vamp. . It was no love. Just simple pleasure. I really tried hard. To be unfaithful - without success. Don't think it was easy for me, baby. I was alone that night.
The middle-aged rasta guy joggin' around gainesville,. middle-aged rasta guy joggin' around gainesville,. there's a middle-aged rasta guy joggin' around gainesville,.
Picture me on the edge of sadness. I was too blind to see the truth. My hearts beating fast I'm not alone. but you're not there. . Friendly smiles steal a glance.
Old silver died last Saturday evenin'. Or was it more like ten years ago. She nailed two dozen roses to the top of his coffin. And buried'em deep where they never would grow.
I heard my friend calling in danger - couldn`t hold her hand - she slipped away. I saw her eyes and knew that she would leave this world of happiness she never wanted to know.
Yes, I'm glad you made it,. 'cause I got a lot to say about a little country in the water.. See, they're not so happy on an island in the Caribbean.. The folks, their luck has all run out.
You said this ain't over yet. I've said things that I'll regret. Won't be easy to forget. Scars take time to heal. . Before another bitter word gets used.
I stood there and waited. Just to pick up a few words. Of the next generation healer. He's said he is and I knew it's true. . And I listened. To what he said.
Fun like this could only be happening here,. my head on the TV set and my mouth on a beer.. Loneliness then death, wohohowowo.... and I don't care if you're three or you're thirty-three,.
A new zip code is what I need. Any place where your heartache can't finds me. Ain't a bar in this town where I can lose your memory. So I'm kissing this dirt goodbye.
Hundred refugees have died. I've heard it on the morning news and I take a bite of my bread,. Sipping my coffee, eating my eggs. Like nothings important out in the world.
Lyin' next to you in the dark. I can feel your beating heart. You've been here beside me through the test of time. . We've both had our share of doubts.
We are all gathered here on the verge of thankless years,. to find out why we're lost.. And I don't think It's wrong if you find out where you belong.
Strangeland. - remembrance -. You can't remember what's happened yesterday. You only know the old man crossed your way. He's called: " You're lost forever ! Your fate is done ! ".