When there's no one here in the tryouts. Who will live through your first day's trial. Of confusion when your faint and crooked smile. Had to leave. When you're painted like a warrior.
There is a crow moon coming in well you keep looking out. It is the hollow month of march now sweeping in. Lets watch phenomenons that rise out of the darkness now.
When you mend the patches of my clothin'. You know every thread goes through my heart. Guessin' that the river's gonna dry up. Well, I said that's not the reason why we bard.
I sense a runner in the garden. Although my judgements known to fail. Once built a steamboat in a meadow. Cos I'd forgotten how to sail. . I know the runner's going to tell you.
She said I cannot tell you why, she said I'm in a rush. There are softer dreams for you to think about now love. Things that you have seen this night that run by that the river's flow.
Oh, the blizzard's never seen the desert sands. I will set the tempo low in my commands. Come follow down the highway once trailed by my golden calf. Oh, the blizzard's never seen the desert sands.
I'm just a dreamer but I'm hanging on. Though I am nothing big to offer. I watch the birds, how they dive in then gone. It's like nothing in this world's ever still.
It it sad to be parted from those that we love,. Strange faces we see every day,. Each heart string of mine is broken inside,. When I think of those dear ones and home..
The Tallest Man on Earth - "Tangle In This Trampled Wheat". . Been so many days of longing now. Why should it ever be this far. Where I get frightened.
And so to be one to lie to the captain. Sure I'm coming back. But I walk along and meet up a tree line. Cover up at last. . And they're raging at the beach for some light.
Oh, will you walk or slowly run. Sweet old man, it is time. Disappear, but still there is laughter. Out in the shadows, me and you. Greying hair, [?].
You're driving too fast. You pace like the crazies. And I can't hear what you say. You want to believe. But you are just guessing. But you always get away.
Come see the ripples on the water. As I throw pebbles in the pond. To let the sky go past its surface. Empty my pockets filled with stones. My pockets filled with stones.
We were travellers, so blind. Went to where the world did end. ran a dozen ways till now. So this is when we walked away. . And this sadness I suppose.
I was more than just a coward. I was handsome too. I felt nothing when your flood came down. Holding fines that made me wonder. If the last lou wrong.
On every page. When you just tell them what I cannot say. when you just shine upon the ghosts along my way. I drop the game of throwing knives alone. there must be marks on every tree.
So deep into the orchard you will stumble on the skin of snakes.. So let me know your nerves, we'll lose the road.. And I will boil the curtains to extract the drugs of springtime,.
Well there is something 'bout the quiet, uplifting laughter. You've just spent so many years chased by a cloud, oh. It's taken you so far, far past the cliff's edge.
Well I walk upon the river like it's easier than land. Evil's in my pocket and your will is in my hand. Oh your will is in my hand. . And I'll throw it in the current that I stand upon so still.
"This is what I can believe". Is what I said to my friend. "And I can recall. . "I must have been pretty gone. When I went through these towns. Like a cannonball.