I met you on election night. As we cried over our beers. Nothing you could do would cheer me up. We broke up later that year. How come you and I aren't winners?.
In my life I've seen such things. That I wish I had not seen. But through your eyes I can let it go. When you're lying here with me. . Sunshine knocking on my window.
She flares up, they start to fight. A chemical reaction late into the night. Once they're out of love, now they're outta sight. That's alright. When silence reigns, it's strange weather.
oh we kissed only once,. in your stripped out apartment,. You sold your furniture,. so we kissed on the carpet.. . it's like a whaling ship. oh, is being on tour you know,.
Do you think you have to act like you're someone else with me. Like a cover girl or a Barbie doll or a beauty queen. You'll be gone when I wake up to the Rolling Stones.
With all your vice and volume the whole of last week. The plastic pretenders to paradise speak. Of your fictions of triumph and legends of pain. The sense that you'd left you'd be back once again.
If I say I love ya. And lay it on the line, yeah. Could you say you need me. And put your hands in mine. . Oh, I got love that grows. Oh, I got love that shows.
oh we kissed only once,. in your stripped out apartment,. You sold your furniture,. so we kissed on the carpet.. . it's like a whaling ship. oh, is being on tour you know,.
They gave me doses of dioxide. Started coughing constantly. Nursed inside my wounded pride. Poisoned arrow in my knee. Then they stood around my bed. Said I was getting on famously.
Wholly and totally brave I swam. Under dying Filipino light. Fighting and furious against the tide. Cause I lost our keys in the sea. Diving deep under coral reef.
Lord I swear the perfume you wear. Was made out of turnip greens. And every time I kiss you girl. It tastes like pork and beans. . Even though you're wearin' them.
Thanks for calling, it's so good to hear your voice. You keep breaking up, in all the static and the noise. But I'll keep listening, 'cause I never had a choice.
On the Sunday after the mason dance. It's the one day I can remember when. I felt so pure and really at peace with myself. I was in love and the sun sang down victorious.
In this world of right and wrong. The hardest part is beginning. By the time you find where you belong. You're either losing or winning. . Well, I don't know how but people seem to know.
I stole from my mother. To hock her TV. She locked herself in the bathroom. She locked herself away from me. . I'm not her son. When it hits my blood.
The sun came up. Up above the sea. The streaming clouds. Tore into my tranquility. . Out my window. I could see. A bird drop down. On the branches of my apple tree.
You've been livin' with your broken heart. I've been trying hard to play the part. But some pretender with an easy smile. Can tell you it's alright. I ain't got nothin' if you leave me now.
We had a cat. His name was Bill. He caught our budgie on the window sill. One holy day, one Sunday morn. Left only feathers on our back lawn. Oh no Bill, you can't do that.
In an office two miles underground. They can't tell night from day. Secretaries typing errors of judgement. In eternally full in-trays. Phones ring in, get put on hold.
Hear the lonesome whippoorwill. He sounds too blue to fly. The midnight train is whining low. I'm so lonesome, I could cry. . I've never seen a night so long.