If I don't ask you for advice. Please don't give it to me. You tell me nothing's free. . Do the dogs biting at your heels. Have a deeper meaning. Listen, I'm sorry.
I heard about these kids walkin' on a train track. Forty tons of steel bearing down on them. And they just turned their backs. Channel five, asked the one who survived.
I feel the raindrops drummin'. As I march against the wind. I knew the storm was comin'. But I'm not throwin' my towel in. It's not rainin' on my parade.
One must be remiss when their prospects of bliss. Will abandon all reason to blend with decay. A banquet of fools in the lunatic season. The cards that I've dealt are so vulgar today.
Time stands still for no one, I'm behind again. I push and still I see, I'm getting nowhere quick. I'm staying late, again. . Worlds turn in the time, I catch another breath.
Darkness stretch these realms that taint me. On these sheets forever curled. She who drew the light from shadows. Never shall again be held.... Spectre of the idle hours.
Lilly Anne talks herself asleep again. Saying something of the time spent. There's a man who taught her love and poetry. Never knowing just what he meant.
Who gets to leave with the picture from San Francisco. Whoe gets to leave with the one from Italy. The table and chairs should really be yours when you go.
I had to face you again. I had to taste you once more. Alone, I had to hit that wall. With you as my mentor. . And watch my wretched flesh rot. Inhaling the stench of regret.
Any town, any day the separation's real. And I find it is based on nothing. Passed from father to son. Mothers to their girls enough. . And I fall once again from my own ideals.
Last week you told me our love was goin' south. So I tried to follow it I tried to track you down. Thought I caught wind of it outside of San Antone. But it was just a ghost so I kept right on goin'.
Sinking, while the water rises. In a stream. Helpless, as my indecision's. Drowning me. . Tripping, over things that I should. Clearly see. Speechless, when a word would save me.
The change is made within an innocent breath. A veil around an existence. Accursed with a solitary death. Dancing a line of unending decline. Over chasms I knew not to be.
Go ahead, baby, overreact. Tell me how you feel, don't hold back. It's been way too long since we had a good fight. We both know how we get. When tempers get heated.
Do I only have conviction. When my opinion lives in isolation?. Is this portion of reality. A frail and tangential foundation?. . Who mapped the course.
So I'm high again and I'm looking. At my only friend in you and you're high too. Does it sound unreal that my house is full. Of nothing I can feel. . I look for some direction and I find.
How many times have you taken advice from a man who hates?. Seemingly selfishless sentiments hiding his war paint. How many nights have you laid awake fearing the next crusade?.
I fear the path we walk is my decline. That greater deeds, through fate, I shan't perform. So long was spent defining how to shine. 'Twas never learnt that rays are best when warm.
Sometimes, Lord, it feels like,. The cards'll never fall my way.. And it seems like I spend a lot of time,. Just waitin' for my luck to change.. But I can see the end in the distance up ahead..
Where once a naive child learnt the ropes of life and pain. An ashen path has forged to view those remnants with disdain. As leaves descending earthward are a seasonal display.