Lady came from Baltimore. All she wore was lace. Didn't know that I was poor. She never saw my place. . I was there to steal the money. Take her rings and run.
The girls. Are as fast as a game. Are as bright as a flame. And you're always to blame. . The girls. Are as pink as the light. And as dark as the night.
Suffocating eyes and fast hellos and last good-byes. Surround the night of me. Mustache large like smoke from his cigar. Coughs up a joke and laughs a net of sound.
The car in front follows the long way around. Prey moves. Predator moves. Foreshortened angels hunting me down. Halle -- halle -- halle. Underkill. Sticks in gutters.
I've watched her from the river banks. I knew her when she danced with dreams. White doves were there to dress her hair. And so was Madelaine. . At night the people's faces danced.
Now it begins, now that's you've gone. Needles and pins, twilight till dawn. Watching the clock till you return. Lighting that torch and watching it burn.
Hello Mr. Big Shot. Say, you're looking smart. I've had a tiring day. I took the kids along to the park. . You've become a stranger. Every night with the boys.
You always said I wouldn't stay. I guess you saw the way before it all began. I've always been a changin' train. And when you think on this you might forgive me then.
ones that did their best. Inspiration flows, from river to river and grows by leaps and bounds.
I used to be Mr. Free, Tall, Dark and Cool. I did a solo act. Made up my own rules. Then you came along. And Changed my point of view. Oh baby what am I going to do?.
Who's the one who tied your shoe when you were young. And knew just when to come and see what you had done?. Mama, oh mama. And who's the one who patched your eye and told you not to cry.
The first Noel the angel did say. Was to certain poor shepherds in fields as they lay,. In fields where they lay tending their sheep,. On a cold winter's night that was so deep..
Lost and feeling lonely. Had become ordinary. I was always glad to see a day go by. The darkness just got deeper. The mountains just got steeper. But when I heard the Word it changed my life.
Thank you my Lord. For a beautiful day. Thank you my Lord. I'm so happy to say. Thank you my Lord. For the flowers that grow. There would be nothing I know.
We went the two of us into. The woods behind the little school. Two went in and one came home. We didn't go in there alone. . Your eyes were lovely as you danced.
Succumb to the line. The finishing time. The long distance runner. Has stopped on the corner. But I won't give up. Although I've stopped too. . Before the end of me and you.
As we know, things aren't growing. What's next is close at hand. Some prefer to look backwards. Although they are the world. Ah, ah, ah. . I'm prepared for what's to come.
Lines and lines of the spines, colored everyone. Down the aisles, along the titles. Where you run your eyes. Read a few lines, ah. . Read the sign above the door.
The little bell lies on the ground. Although it tries it cannot sound. It used to ring across the air. Its sweetened tone would linger there. . But from a careless hand it rocked.