Sometimes when I'm down and all alone just like a child without a home. The love you give me keeps me hanging on honey all I ever need is you. You're my first love you're my last you're my future you're my past.
Every mornin' when I wake up. I wonder which cup I will take up. Kiss me, again. . Monday, Wednesday. Friday, Sunday. . I am your lovin' cup. Come on and fill me up.
Sitting in your morning sun. Old black night has all been done. Once again your picture's new. Seems it's quiet just like you. Looking at a miracle. Living in a natural way.
Ain't done one single thing this morning except for crying all night long. Ain't had no lovin' since you've been gone. And I ain't gonna get no lovin' till you come home.
Maybe it was to learn how to love. Maybe it was to learn how to leave. Maybe it was for the games we played. . Maybe it was to learn how to choose. Maybe it was to learn how to lose.
[Jandek] Well that's the Spanish in me. [Jandek] That's the Spanish in me. [Jandek] Broke my neck until three. [Jandek] Started wonderin' why. [Jandek] I kept seein' the sky.
Maybe it was to learn how to love. Maybe it was to learn how to leave. Maybe it was for the games we played. . Maybe it was to learn how to choose. Maybe it was to learn how to lose.
Well, I'll give you love. That's above and beyond the call of love. And love's something that money can't buy. . A poor boy's chances for pretty. A girl's glances are sometimes very few.
Well that's the Spanish in me. You broke my neck until three. Stop wonderin' why. Keep lookin' at the sky. You took a vacation whoah. Water thunderin' blow oh.
I can see the sweetness on your face. You don't know I'm looking under the light of the moon. I know you're alive. . In the blackness of the pine, in the paleness of the moon.
First you go up the hill. (Don't forget to say the church). The church why? I don't think. (In case they miss the turn). . Let me do the talking. (You make mistakes sometimes).
Well you gotta throw it over if you expect to live. Don't pick it up if you don't even want to get it. I've been livin' this way too long. And I know what you are tryin' to do.
In the beginning there was the word. And the word was sent through. A thousand different telephone lines. And became garbled and distorted. . And so began the long process of sorting out.
La jalouse. I said no. La jalouse. I told you to go. . You trick me with all your lies. Trick me 'til I'm on your side. Drag me into your stinking pit.
Looking at the map again. Hey boy. Looking at the map again. Where am I now, let's see. Hey boy. It's not where I want to be. On the inside now it's all drawn.
Jesus Christ the Apple Tree. The tree of life my soul hath seen. Laden with fruit and always green. The tree of life my soul hath seen. Laden with fruit and always green.
You don't even know where you wanna go and. Who you wanna see and what you wanna be and. So you go 'round the corner, you just walk along, sing a song.
We are climbing Jacob's ladder. We are climbing Jacob's ladder. We are climbing Jacob's ladder. Children of the world. . Every round goes higher, higher.
We walk the narrow path. Beneath the smoking skies. Sometimes you can barely tell the difference. Between darkness and light. . Do we have faith. In what we believe?.
Are you married. Are you involved with another person. Do you live alone. I want to think about you. No one comes to my house. I take care of all the things.