Trying to find a substance,. trying to find a meaning,. but everything is empty. . Sometimes I wonder,. Why I even try,. Because everything I do,. Just won't come out right,.
Silent night, holy night. All is calm, all is bright. Round your Virgin mother and child. Holy infant so tender and mild. Sleep in heavenly peace sleep in heavenly peace.
Alright, we'll do this your way. Alright, we'll make it anyway. Now'd be a good time. To send us all away, man. . So what would it take?. And what would it take.
Out in the morning calm. You don't need to ask an alibi. And in the morning calm. You don't need to be so honest. . And in the morning calm. You don't need to ask an alibi.
Ship,ates and Cheyenne raindrops and cryin'. Haunt the dreams of an old, old man. Candles and churchbells laughter and farewells. Revolve in his thoughts like a wind.
It's funny how you sound as if you're right next door. when you're really half a world away. I just can't seem to find the words I'm looking for. to say the things that I want to say.
Of course, we have our diff'rences,. you shouldn't be surprised. It's as natural as changes in the seasons and the skies.. Sometimes we grow together, sometimes we drift apart;.
All of us walk a long, steady line. And now that you're gone. I have nothing but time. To walk with your bags. Down to the docks. And sit in the grass.
Rudolph, the red-nosed reindeer. Had a very shiny nose. And if you ever saw it. You would even say it glows. . All of the other reindeer. Used to laugh and call him names.
Oh boy, when you're gone, you are gone. Those nights you wander all night. You won't get to relive them. Or even to explain them. To your next of kin.
He was born in the summer of his 27th year. Coming home to a place he'd never been before. He left yesterday behind him, you might say he was born again.
So you speak to me in sadness and the coming of the winter,. fear that is within' you know that seems to never end,. and the dreams that have escaped you and the hope that you've forgotten.
I've been lately thinking about my life's time. all the things I've done and how it's been,. and I can't help believin' in my own mind. I know I'm gonna hate to see it end..
If I just left for a while. Dead dusk, a dive in the cold. . Floating on the Lehigh. Floating off the river. Floating on to Bethleham. . Innocent pin up and bow.
Please Daddy, don't get drunk this Christmas. I don't wanna see my Mumma cry. Please Daddy, don't get drunk this Christmas. I don't wanna see my Mumma cry.
Perhaps love is like a resting place. A shelter from the storm. It exists to give you comfort. It is there to keep you warm. And in those times of trouble.
Oh 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 pining. 'Til he appeared and the soul felt.
Do you listen to your classical records any more?. Or do you let them sleep in their sleeves, where they be?. Do you suffer through those records that you turned around?.
This time each day I do walks down the hall.. My ceiling shakes like the up above.. Just remember when I cut you down for the second time. It happens to the better of the brightest minds.
Lady,. are you crying,. do the tears belong to me. Did you think our time together was all gone?. Lady,. you've been dreaming. I'm as close as I can be.