Oh my Nola. Same old song and dance. Don't let her catch you with a care. She won't let you down. If you give yourself a chance. Oh won't you let me take you there.
(What do I want to go out for?. There is no point. I'm out already. There's nothing out there anyway. It's all in here. There's little bits out there.
You keep your loneliness inside your heart. You never forget what it was that tore you apart. You cant forgive the past and you wont accept the now. Theres only one thing left to do, thats to show you how.
If it was right to be believing,. and write his name in blood. and then I met him when I died,. well I'd have it out with god. but if it means. degrading scenes.
O little town of Bethlehem. How still we see thee lie. Above thy deep and dreamless sleep. The silent stars go by. . Yet in they dark streets shineth.
O holy night the stars are brightly shining. It is the night of the dear savior's birth. Long lay the world in sin and error pinning. Till he appeared and the soul felt it's worth.
I wanna be part of the news. I wanna see my face in all the views. I wanna be part of the news. Making faces where those cameras cruise. I wanna be on TV once a day.
Even though you drive me crazy. Even though we never last. Though the meaning's getting hazy. And our purpose here seems past. Can we really shed. All those memories we've had.
Oh come all ye faithful. Joyful and triumphant. Oh come ye, oh come ye to Bethlehem. Come and behold Him. Born the King of Angels. . Oh come, let us adore Him.
I am a child. I am a sanctuary. Wild at my mother's knee. Freedom has a piece of me. Every night I run away. Loose the nooses and drift astray. Chasing dreams into outer space.
In a way, I really don't know much at all. And if you say that I'm simple, you're on the ball. On the ball to say that I'm going nowhere. But I'm going nowhere with love.
I see my own reflection in the window. I hear the people carry'n on below. I know the one I love is out there somewhere. To me that somewhere's not far to go.
When you look at me. From your own century. I may seem to be. Strange archeology. But when the winds blow. From this direction. You may sense me there.
Save time to collect my fortune. Paid upon arrival. But I don't know where I'll be goin. I'm travellin survival. Aw, girl. When I get there. If it ain't for free.
Take a look down your highway. Tell me what d'you see. Well if you're down my way. It could well be me. Stood on your corner. I'm nearly down on one knee.
That certain night, the night we met. There was magic abroad in the air. There were angels dining at the Ritz. And a nightingale sang in Berkeley Square.
The young men in my country. They have no place. Surplus to requirement. They live in some kind of disgrace. Stood in line to beg for money. From governments with very funny.
Just up the road theres a waterfall, and your bags still packed in your new car so lets burn it all, and forget what they say, forget were going crazy theyre wrong (?), let me out of the game youre losing call a changeup..
Do you know what it means to miss New Orleans. And miss her each night and day. I know I'm not wrong because the feeling's. Getting stronger the longer I stay away.
Plastic money flexidream. and comfort for the preacher. keep the debtor out of prison. borrowing the future. how much future can he borrow. how much past can he forget.