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Here we all are at the end of "the century of beauty lost".. We greedily ate what you gave us, the rest we tossed.. We've trapped all your rivers, paved every pass,.
Place my body on the funeral pyre,. cut it loose to float downstream. Leave it frozen on a mountain top,. suspend it high to be picked clean. . You said never to grow old,.
Try to find the reference. It makes no difference to me.. Draw your own conclusions,. Add to my confusion if you please.. The time for concessions. And midnight confessions is long gone..
This street holds it's secrets like a cobra holds it's kill. This street minds it's business like a jailer minds his jail. That house there is haunted.
There's a house in the forest. With snow all around it and a light. In a window where no light should be. 'cause baby's crying. His voice it is drifting down a hall.
Caught in the vice of heaven and earth. he turned his life into a cell. imprisoned by the doubts which hound us all. and those desires which we all know so well.
The water is wide, I can not cross over. Neither have I wings to fly. Give me a boat that can carry two. and both shall row, my love and I. . Love is gentle and love is kind.
Jesus, sweet Jesus if you're listening. Can you pass me to your pa?. I'm having a hard time understanding. Why he's so cruel and demanding with his love.
Another note afloat upon this paper sea. Explain to me. How this can be. . Another face erased. From this tidal pool. Found one day. Then swept away. .
Eyed it, dried it, untied it. Chilled it, spilled it, refilled it. Taste it, traced it, erased it. . He's my post to lean on. And I just cut him down.
(Michael Timmins). . Mornings feel so damn sad these days. without the call of the 8: 15. That old familiar echo. has finally died away. leaving nothing but a chill.
(ted hawkins). . Living is good when you have someone to share it with. Laughter is bad when there is no one there to share it with. Talking is sad if you've got no one to talk to.
"The air in here smells like piss and beer. The sweet cycle of life", Georgie E would say.. Thirteen grandchildren gathered around. Looking down into the ground..
Stars of our stars.. Dreams of my dreams.. You come to me. Singing " The Stars Of Our Stars".. . The stars of our stars. Came up the first day.. The moon did set..
Take me to the river. and we'll watch the water roll. Take me in your warmth. and you'll fill my empty soul. . Come on and take me, take me, take me. Come on and take me, take me, take me.
She's got too much run and too much wild. She don't hold back, no she don't hide. She's always drifting and always dreaming. She's good at loving and better at leaving.
I think me and you should blow this off. So much for the after-party. Let's tell everybody we got lost. I think me and you should do our own thing. Our own way, at my place, far away.
Me and my baby. We were parked down a country road. Radio was playing. She started singing. Stuck on you. She leaned over. Put her pretty little head on my shoulder.