Smiling is empty and poisonous. When your heart beats nothing at all. A body that's cold and contemptuous. Squeezing the life from us all. . Scaring the life out of everyone.
My daddy left home when I was a kid. Said he had to move on. He took the bottle as his only friend. I didn't know why, I didn't know why. . Mama tried to do the best that she could.
It's time to order. Time raft in a long glass filled with ice. Taste the bitter and cold. Find a bed and fall into a deep sleep. . And you'll do. All that you have always wanted to.
The caldwells and the oranges. Footprints on this morning's daily news. Counting down the stations. Crosswords on the nougahyde with you. We spent the day remembering the city.
Lord, Your mercy came and it made me sing. With all my heart. Blessed be the name of the one who brings. Such a fresh new start. . Ah, now the air smells clean.
Climbing high, overlooking life. A Persian rug sprawled across the sky. The bruised horizon helping you let go. Allowing you to know all there is to know.
This prison has no walls. This bondage has no chains. My memories have no mercy. There's no one left to blame. . Wish I could force back the hands of time.
Rumours wearing clothes. And seconds passing in events. Everything and anything. Is going on inside her head. It seems to shake. Right off of her frame, ah.
Is she jumping? What an evening to admire the view. Flower in her hair, girl on the roof. I can see her, I believe her, is she asking for proof?. Love is in the air girl on the roof.
Great wars have been fought. Great crusades of the 'Saved'. Have been launched. (Over You). . Their heretic searches and inquisitorial taunts. (Over You).
From my window sill, overlooking the river. I believe I will forgive her. I believe I will forget her. . From my window sill high above the city. She is gone and I have left her.
Been a long night. The smell of burned roses. Send back up shivers. To the rattling knees. Bam, bam, bam. . Send her away. The scars all tingle. A danger message.
One small Child in a land of a thousand.. One small dream of a Savior tonight.. One small hand reaching out to the starlight.. One small savior of life. Ooh..
Flight of fancy, pick-up trucks. Sky of midnight-mother, son. Life gets lost and I miss those miles behind. Paths don't cross where the flamin' angel rides.
I still feel the pain the darkness of yesterday. The clouds that held no rain. Illusions remain and memories mock the truth. But God can break these chains.
Noon siesta floating off the radio. May has come to rescue Central Park. Watch the kids revive the sounds of Mexico. It gives them a spark and something to breathe.
You are pretty and witty, wild but graceful. I'm wasteful and hard on the eyes. I can't even pull off this simple seduction. I'm a one man production of Lord Of The Flies.
There's a father in your sweetest dreams. Who's always there to meet your needs. He never ever let you down. . There's a mother in your heart of hearts.
Elodie, you look older than you act. Elodie, your face in movies makes me want to ask. Hey Elodie, with your tongue and tears. Oh Elodie, could you come down here with me?.
Once a good, young King came by, early in the morning. Hope soared, nearly to the sky, early in the morning. Yet that first hope nearly died with so little warning.