(Brooker / Fisher / Reid). . There's a song you might remember. It's been played a thousand times.. And the words they keep returning,. I know every single line..
(G. Brooker / I. Sutherland). . When it's time for me to go. and I hear that whistle blow. I'll be waiting in line day or night. Take my hand and lead me down.
(Brooker). . My temper's boiling like a thermal mire. My heart is burning like a forest fire for you. Sticking pins all over my effigy. The pain's no worse than the witch's heart you left with me.
(Gary Brooker/Pete Sinfield). . I've known some ladies. That made me happy. In so many different ways. Like sweet Conchita. And Isabella. Back in my travelling' days.
I've known some ladies. That made me happy. In so many different ways. Like sweet Conchita. And Isabella. Back in my traveling' days. . Then there was Georgia.
(Gary Brooker / Keith Reid). . There was no more fear of flying. Once the final word were spoke. There was no more tears of crying. It had all become a joke.
Bend It Till It Breaks. (Garrison Starr/P.J. Pacifico). Radtown Music ASCAP. Paul P Music ASCAP. . Here it comes. Just like the war before. Without warning.
Parked on 35. Bought me some more time. Of living on the outside of you. Looking for the first sign and lucky to twice shine. A little bit scared too.
I hate love, I really do. It never works out quite. The way I want it to. . The trap gets set. Dont they know. The walls go up. And then drama begins.
Wish i could see past the ceiling. Wish i could hear through the walls. Wish i could see past the ceiling. Wish i could hear you at all. Should i be careful what i wish for, what i wish for.
Oh my God, my heart's as heavy as a stone. And where's the spark that always lights the road back home. . I feel like I'm slipping away, falling down, down, down.
i'm a little awkward at times. and i don't always say the right things. that doesn't mean, that doesn't mean anything. what does it mean, what does it mean if anything.
I don't know how to tell you,. That I've been wrong.. And I've known the same old thing,. For so long.. . Been trying so hard,. To put it all together..
We are ten years old. We are holding our breath...underwater. Eardrums burstin' from the pressure. We can touch the bottom. Won't you come away...with me?.
How does your world look today. From behind your bedroom shade. Are you ready to give way. You're running low on sympathy. From a space just out of reach.
Told when I came. would have gotton closer then. see me the day I went away. for some time i did pine. but press on today. sing to everybody. sing so I can move away..
Sometimes what you don't say. Makes all the difference. Sometimes you find your own way. Without interference. . It's not all darkness. It's not all light.
The world has lost its head. The wheels keep on turning. My spirit's nearly dead. The fires keep on burning. . But today I will sing, today I will sing.
Of all the things that I could be doin'. Im up hours tryin' to make somethin' of you. I got a new set of strings, not a word to settle on. I been causin' scenes at an ending I knew all along.