Oh my broken battered body,. In the days when I was younger,. Used to fix itself quick sharp. After every slip and stumble.. But these days I'm collecting scars that don't seem to fade,.
I was sipping on a whisky when I got the call. Yeah my friend Lex was lying in the hospital. She'd been pretty sick for about half the year. But it seemed like this time the end was drawing near.
I've been trying to find a way that I could say it you -. Say it you, all that I've been trying to say.. I've been stuttering my way from here to anywhere -.
I bought myself back from the devil. Now I'm keeping it all for myself. I'm taking myself out of the program. Because I know what's best for my health.
I remember the first night I met you. You brushed past my arm at the bar. And suddenly it was as if somewhere. Someone scraped their keys down the side of my heart.
When you were young and your heart was an open book. You used to say live and let live. (you know you did, you know you did you know you did). But if this ever changing world in which we're living.
Amber slipped away last night. Gin-soaked in the hospital. And with everything we went through with that last year. That is a serious kick in the balls.
Lay you down tonight. Under butterflies. Put my headphones on. I'll see you at the dawn. . Life for you is a better view. So simple and perfectly sane.
Moses was old, a chill in his bones. Falling apart, he knew in his heart that his time had come. As he lay in his tent in the hot desert sands. He smiled at how he would never see his promised land.
I heard the name Josephine. . It came to me in dream. . And I don't usually set too much store by the things these things might mean. . It was spoken with seriousness.
So now the years are rolling by,. and it's not long since you and I could have been train drivers and astronauts.. And now we're stuck in furnished ruts,.
Forgive me someone, for I have sinned. And I know not where I should begin. And some days it feels like you just can't win. No matter what you do or say..
Hear ye, hear ye, friends and Romans, countrymen.. Hear ye, hear ye, punks and skins and journeymen. Hear ye, hear ye, my sisters and my brethren.. The time is coming near..
We were only supposed to go out for the night,. But it's been a few hours now since it got light -. We're a mess, and the worst part is we couldn't care less..
Let's begin at the beginning. We're lovers and we're losers. We're heroes and we're pioneers. We're beggars and we're choosers. Skirting around the edges of the ideal demographic.
I keep having dreams of pioneers and pirate ships and Bob Dylan,. Of people wrapped up tight in the things that will kill them,. Of being trapped in a lift plunging straight to the bottom,.
True Love. Staying out late of an evening. Then crashing home late without warning. Still getting breakfast in bed in the morning. . My girl. She rolls her eyes and she finds me in pieces.
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Brothers and sisters, have you heard the news?. The storm has lifted and there's nothing to lose. So swap your confirmation for your dancing shoes. Because there never was no God.
I can see you are hurting,. beneath your new red dress. . Beneath your sharp new shoes and your new tattoos,. you are directionless.. . And I know you've been working,.