As we drove on through the Finger Lakes. Water shining at our side. I was wrestling the demons in my mind. But it seemed to me you were reaching for. Some places we'd never been.
You better run, you better run. You better run and run, and run. You better run, you better run. You better run and run. And run, and run, and run. . You better run, you better run.
Well it ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe. It don't matter anyhow. And it ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe. If you don't know by now. When the rooster crows at the break of dawn.
Wish I was an apple dangling from a tree. Every time you'd pass me by you'd take a bite of me. I wish I was a bluebird I'd never fly away. I'd sit up on your shoulder baby and sing to you all day.
It was Christmas eve. And your message to me read. "I really need to talk to you today". We sat in your car that night. Cried and said it all. Then parted knowing nothing.
Words and music by Kaye - Weisman - Fuller. . "The Bad Seeds performed Cindy regularly in their live sets in 1990,and indeed on a TV appearance as well. I have a version of Elvis Presly doing this song, but I think it's a traditional, also known as 'I Wish I Was An Apple', or as 'Sydney'. I think The Bad Seeds often sang 'Come on home, Sydney Cindy' -Maurice.
If you see some picture of us. Lying on the bed. Some old memory haunts you. Gets stuck inside your head. Don't get angry about it. And wish we'd never been.
Take a look at the skies where the whippoorwill trills. And the mountain so high where the cataract spills. Take a look at the falls and the rippling rills.
Christina, the Astonishing. Lived a long, long time ago. She was stricken with a seizure. At the age of twenty-two. . They took her body in a coffin. To a tiny church in Liege.
When the day is done. Down to earth then sinks the sun. Along with everything that was lost and won. When the day is done. . When the day is done. Hope so much your race will be all run.
I made her smile, I made her cry. Cleared her head and made her wonder why. I helped her live then made her want to die. But she can't complain, she can't complain.
We've come to bring you home. Haven't we, Cassiel?. . To cast aside your loss and all your sadness. And shuffle off that mortal coil and mortal madness.
(Chris Thile). . Five years ago, you pressed your hand,. Into a brand new sidewalk.. It's well-worn now, and though some chime,. Yours is the only print there..
Green are your eyes in the morning, when you rise. Don't you be afraid to lie. By me my love, your father will not know. . Love can be broken, though no words are spoken.
I lay down by the river. The shadows moved across me, inch by inch. And all that I heard. Was the war between the water and the bridge. . Turn to me, turn to me, turn to me.
Dont touch. Dont look. Dont think. Best of luck. . She tried as hard as she could. But he knew it wasn't good enough. And wouldn't ever be so she had to start.
All words that look prounouncable are not typos, any that look unpronouncable are probably typos. Each set of two lines is one line in the lyric book. (ie. what has not got....sir names)(one line).
Come, my baby. Dressed in white. Hey, baby. Won't you stay the night. . Cocaine. All around my brain. . Come, my baby. Dressed in red. Hey, baby. Won't you come to bed.
Blue waters blue eyes color me. If any could come this close I'd let them see. Get it out again and play 'em one more song. It's all they really want and who's to say that's wrong.