(McNabb). . See me comin' man, you better run,. Pocket full of buckshot, loaded gun,. Y' took my lady, then you told her lies,. Gonna put you in the ground,.
Armadillo skin and the leafy green. Our minds are where we keep her. The ideals born of the western world. Were always buried deeper. . When at the end of the working day.
She cries with the devil on her hands, now baby. And she wipes her way with tears leaving me to see. That she wont spend her night in vain. Blood is the whisper of her pain.
(McNabb). . I've seen the moonlit lake,. The brown leaves blown across the way,. I've seen the icy black November,. I've seen the meadow & the stoplight up in front of me,.
Don't you try to hide from me. Impure thoughts and false simpathy. How can you disguise what's on your mind. Can't you reveal what you hold inside. . Destroyed your dreams live in silver tears.
(McNabb). . Julie's gone, Jackie's gone,. Carol's gone, where has she gone?. . Melanie Still Hurts. . Sarah's gone, Karen's gone,. Michelle has gone, where has she gone?.
We are seldom fully contented. We may have this cross to bear. Where elation meets disaster. You can always find us there. . Yes, our wisdom holds the secret.
It's your favourite pleasure. When your love cuts me deep. Like a razor or a diamond, baby. . Its late at night and I can't sleep. Feeling the entwined streams of silver tears.
He is feeling a little bit tired of all this disguises he wears to conceal the truth. But now he truly realizes the fully compromise he took hand in hand with him.
My friend and I were talking one evening. Beside some burning woods. Trading tales of places we came upon. When the times were good. . Spoke of a girl, he viewed like no other.
Some black roses on the floor. And gliding petals on the river. Your tears are so cold. They 're twisting streams on your pale skin. . But once you had a red rose on your hands.
(McNabb). . Looks like rain, looks like rain,. It's just what I could use to wash away the pain,. Looks like rain, looks like rain,. Could there be a chance of seeing you again?.
I don't know why it is you scare me. I don't know why I feel afraid. When you're around I feel uncertain. And lose sight of the plans I've made. . You've got a nerve to be demanding.
Through these eyes the world gives me pain. Knowing the sadness all the lies and the gain that we share. Something my touch gives to your soul, I know you're here, it's not that you love me but of what you fear.
(McNabb). . There's something happening in the cauldron of love,. We eagerly wait to feel the labours of love,. On the shallow river, we were hatching schemes,.
I love the way that you cry. When your crystal heart is torn apart. And my eyes eager to see. . I love the look on your face. The fragile conscienceness.
(McNabb). . I think I'm gonna be okay without her,. I think I'm gonna be okay, she's gone,. I think I'm gonna be okay, I've lost her,. I think I'm gonna be okay, alone....
(McNabb). . Yesterday I saw you walking with your new man,. I know it's been the longest time, I hope you understand,. I couldn't stand to see you there, or look into your eyes,.
I NEVER SAW MY HOMETOWN 'TIL I WENT ROUND THE WORLD. Ian McNabb. . Love is like a razor when you're looking for a shave. Shed off all your dignity I'll race you to your grave.
(McNabb). . nd you're always here on time,. Lightly doused but in your prime,. Swollen belly, hangin' chin, juiced up when your horses win,. Do the ladies know? Their perfumes hangin' in the salty air,.