Onward and onward and onward I go. Where no man before be bothered to go. Till the soles of my shoes are shot full of holes. And it's all downhill with a bullet.
I was born to love no one. No one to love me. Only the wind in the long green grass. The frost in a broken tree. . I was made to love magic. All its wonder to know.
There's a kind of emptiness that can fill you. There's a kind of hunger that can eat you up. There's a cold and darker side of the moonlight. And there's a lonely side of love.
Onward and onward and onward I go. Where no man before be bothered to go. Till the soles of my shoes are shot full of holes. And it's all downhill with a bullet.
I'm in a room full of people all hanging on one person's breath. We would all vote him most likely to be loved to death. I hope he still wants it, but it might remind him of when.
Dig yourself, Lazarus. Dig yourself, Lazarus. Dig yourself, Lazarus. Dig yourself back in that hole. . Larry made his nest up in the autumn branches. Built from nothing but high hopes and thin air.
I'm in a room full of people hanging on one person's breath. We would all vote him most likely to be loved to death. I hope he still wants it but it might remind him of when.
The woods eats the woman and dumps her honey-body in the mud. Her dress floats down the well and it assumes the shape of the body of a little girl. . Yeah I recognize that girl.
Monday is shining, you know 'em Tuesday's rain. Well, the days go by me like a southbound train. Yes, it's funny thinking you will never call my name.
As I was walking one morning for pleasure. I spied a cowpuncher riding along. His hat was throwed back and his spurs were a-jingling. And as he approached he was singing this song.
And what will happen in the morning when the world it gets. So crowded that you can't look out the window in the morning.. . What will happen in the evening in the forest with the weasel.
When you're sad and when you're lonely. And you haven't got a friend. Just remember that death is not the end. . And all that you held sacred. Falls down and does not mend.
Do you curse where you come from,. Do you swear in the night. Will it mean much to you. If I treat you right.. Do you like what you're doing,. Would you do it some more.
Oh DIANA. Oh Diana!. Oh DIANA. Dulce Diana!. Oh DIANA. Tu sabes que eres mi amiga, Yeah. Oh DIANA. Y no vuelvo aqui por tu dinero. No vuelvo aqui por tu amor.
Throw up a quarter and I'll call it. A heads he loves me, tails he loves me not. I keep his picture in my wallet. I guess I miss him a little more than I thought.
Falling fast and falling free. You look to find a friend. Falling fast and falling free. This could just be the end. . Falling fast you stoop to touch.