I had never thought. We were hanging on. But the fall looks very far. Staring at the ground. . What flesh will do to you. Will do to me too. Be free and on your own.
My last words to you. I think I might romanticize. I don't think I'd be satisfied. If all I said was goodbye. . And my last words to you. Don't come out as the time goes by.
Wait if everything's going great. Can you remember a day to tell?. If someone should wish you well. Then there's a narrow chance. . All I want from you my dear friend.
When you feel so close to some resolve. You write the words that you're writing for. But your courage gets dissolved. Into what, I don't know. . When you feel that way again.
One, two, three. Counting out the signs we see. The tall buildings. Fading in the distance. Only dots on a map. . Four, five, six. The two of us, a perfect fit.
Living in a hole it's hard to get for what you ask. The hardest part of having a good day is making it last. Seems that everywhere I turn I'm still a step behind.
It must be written that the moon. Elbowed the stars and said. Let's do our best to make it hard for them. . Your house turned into paper cranes. We watched the wind blow them away.
You're a million miles away this Christmas. You're a million miles away from home. But if you feel like coming back, coming back, let me know. . I haven't heard you call me sister.
If I were the betting kind I bet you thought that easy life. Was the one you thought you'd live by. And all you had to do was decide. A swimming pool size, well, you're right.
Sleigh bells ring. Are you listening?. In the lane, snow is glistening. A beautiful sight. We're happy tonight. Walking in a winter wonderland. . Gone away is the bluebird.
It's biting, it's teething, it's biting, I'm bleeding. It's calling, it's crawling, it's calling and I'm falling. . The perfect sound of middle ground.
It doesn't matter that the rain is gone. You know it's coming back. (Coming back). Just as sure as the sun burns through. Until it burns out black. (Burns out black).
The smoke of memories in my eyes. The room is sleeting kind. It comes in winter white. In holiday disguise. To sabotage my mind. . Dismiss the urge to reminisce.
I thought about a friend's advice. He told me to forget your eyes. 'Cause your heart's encased. In knives and frozen fast. He told me you were out of bounds.
Running the race like a mouse in a cage. Getting nowhere but Im trying. Forging ahead but Im stuck in the bed. That I made so Im lying. . But if you keep real close.
The mask keeps on slipping and tearing. The holes are big enough to see. I strain and I'm bending to hear you. What did you tell me. . So slow. You see me disappear.
If we were children I would bake you a mud pie. Warm and brown beneath the sun. Never learned to climb a tree but I would try. Just to show you what I'd done.
Something changing, the secret is building. Almost over and somehow seems a beginning. Losing focus, it must be boring. Looking forward never turns out the wrong way.
It's one hundred and nine degrees. In this crowded room, no room to breathe. With walls as cold as a gallery. This is no place for me. . Such hard faces set in smoke.
Help me out, said the minnow to the trout. I was lost and found myself swimming in your mouth. Oh, help me, chief, I've got plans for you and me. I swear upon this riverbed, I'll help you feel young again.