I came from miles around to holy ground. The riddance of my soul to take control. So where are you? With all my heart I try. To wish away the big goodbye.
"If I tell you a secret, do you promise you will never tell a soul?". "I promise.". "This world is not as you know it.. Even though the solstice nights and the untamed hearts.
I believe in the secret path. That's hiding from. Our eyes, the night-time skies. Are weavin' a web of haze. . Golden shores are so far away. From silver dreams.
The line of broken streetlights lit a faint shadow.. And smoke hung in the air like a welcome note to an old friend.. Tonight it seemed that even the blackest of hearts could grow,.
I'm not so sure I should not us these dirty leaves to. make a crown for your heart.. To sit alone with your flesh made up from this undervalues earth..
Out in the prairie, the bison dared to roam. The crying of a lone shot claimed they're forever gone. High in the breezing winds, an eagle dared to fly.
He was named Nineteenhundred 'TD'. In the ship's belly lies his cradle. Had no birthday and no land for home. The ocean has no bounds Virginian sounds.
The Kashmir sky, the biggest face in snow. Sixteen thousand feet, reaching from top to toe. A sight of blinding splendor when destiny calls. . Straight on the path to fame.
We drove the long way home,. past the prison gates and through the years.. And at the side of the road we saw a faceless man. whose old grey skin held his ageing bones together like an oversized leather glove..
The heart of a discoverer. A poet in your soul. The moving force inside you. A vision and a goal. . The advent of an era. At a cracking pace. Scouting out the unknown.
Along the lines of your face and the hollow of your skin,. I see a snake with a furrowed brow and an empty oil can for a heart.. Some might say treason of the highest order..
boundless the traces. they stand out in relief. the sands running out by the eve. a trough of the sea in emotions. lies on the shores of your dreams. .
I see you with that young thing. All over town. Hard to believe for that. You put your old lady down. Hey Daddy, oh Daddy can t you see?. She s in love with your wallet.
Here where the dream of Eden waits. The rivers running easy. In their valleys they are slumbering. . There the mysteries reveal by the clearness I can feel.
I'm getting sick of being told I'm getting old. It's time to settle down. I don't need to be desperate for a ring. I'm just happy to be me. . Cus' I'm still waiting, patiently and that's alright with me.
Here I can hear a pin drop, silence is my friend. Have not found a helping hand. And I, I can paint in gloomy colors that will stain. But will one of them remain?.