Our little secret just might be. The kind of thing that you can't hide. It's growing like a tangled vine. And rising like a river in the tide. . And everybody knew when you walked into the room.
Over mountains. That's where my love lives. A long, long ride to sunland. Here, where I did this. . Across the great divide alone. Wondering, open, afraid and.
I like the way you look in my town. I like the way you look at my street. I like the way you look in my house. I like the way you look in my sheets. .
Fell in love with a ghost, I'm ashamed. And torn apart at the seams under the weight. Of all the truth that a lie uncovers. And all the regret that comes from one mistake.
The cold wind is blowing and the streets are getting dark. I'm writing you this letter though I don't know where to start. The bells will be ringing Saint John Divine.
Hey, well you figured me out. And that's alright now we've got something to talk about. Month of September, fourth floor apartment. We were the leaves, careless, and falling.
(Sky Saxon/Daryl Hooper/Jan Savage). Lost in your dreams.... (I did it all for her, my flower child). Lost in your dreams. Said the ride's so long and the nights so black.
The ocean dwells in lonely life and storm. How different am I from wooden boat that barely stays afloat?. And too many ropes are tied. And I realize we have to make the best.
The leaves are gone. There's ice on the river. Hold my hand to your heart and breathe. Together, we won't make a sound. As we part for the winter. Of my life.
Underneath the sun there is a light. I'm feeling light but I can't move. My heart's still in a crescent veil. A watchful haze in the rushing night. . A silver studded torn and tattered gown.
Born in a daze, I. Can not remember my name. . Falling from earth, I. Got nothing to grab. There's nothing to grab. . The insects eat the parasites. I think I need to step outside.
It was the strangest look. I'd ever seen. All the stars had mischief in their eyes. And they're laughing at me. But I know where I'm going. And for how long.
I can see it, the moon over the 133,. Why do all the highways lead to where you don't wanna be. . Come on, I can see it. Come on, we've been saying this for years.