Fourteen years have passed since that day. Your stories are the same but the ends have all changed. You carried on like you were some type of god. Some things will never change.
There's a son. he is born with a silver spoon in his mouth. go on boy admit it. there's got to be something you love enough to protect. you tire of things I know but you've got to push on.
I sit at my table. I drink from my cup. I gaze down the stairwell. Flip through the telephone book. I spit out the window. Oh, it hit someone. isn't that fun.
My friend, my friend, you were loyal and true. 'Til that wretch of a woman, well, she got to you. My friend, my friend, I've been down on my knees. But I won't be beggin', no more beggin' please.
When I fall, I fall hard.. My body bruises at your touch,. my ankles bear these lover's scars.. The weight is heavy, but necessary.. You'll never change my ball and chain..
We've got a big house. and the speaker says. that there's no explanation.. We've got a big house. and we don't wanna live inside no more.. We've got a big house.
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1:. This is the first time I could see living here. To many sleepless nights without you. And as the wind is speaking for the trees. I hear you can't move on without me.
I've stayed in one place for too long. Gotta get on the run again. I saw the one thing that I want. Hell bent, get outta bed. I'm throwing rocks at your window.
She is fine, most of the time. She takes her days with a smile. Moves like a dancer in light. Spinning around to the sounds. But sometimes she falls down.
It's the perfect time of night,. To be losing your clothes now.. If you carefully take them off,. Then I'll carefully show you how.. In a minute we'll be gone,.
Written by Kevin Bacon. . "Finally broke down and wrote a road song. Or is it a love song to a Prevost?" KB. . She comes from Nashville, Tennessee. But she's not too country, not too me.
Now you could hear that jukebox pound. But you could barely see inside. Now rumor had it years ago. Is where that girl had died. Now why they caled it a cafe.
Written by Michael Bacon. . "No one asked me, but that's my advice. Thanks to that soul-clapping audience of Yale Rep on 12/8/00." MB. . My friend Steve he wears his heart on his sleeve.
Starin' out the window. from an unmade bed. I got no reason to live. No reason to be dead. Those unnamed blues are with me today. I got no reason to leave.
Breaker breaker, take me home. You're the one I want to see. . Gimme your north bound seven five,. I've been heading for that camping town. South-bound is my ride.
Out on the open road we ride. Rollin' thunder side by side. Black leather and chrome, shinin' in the sun. Keep the motor runnin' till the day is done.
And now I concede on the night. of this fifteenth song. Of melancholy, of melancholy. And now I will admit in this fourth line. That I love you, that i love you.
When do stars fade their light.?. does the moon and the sun make it right.. for you the world maybe like.. an endless storm chasing a mystery.. . Is there hate in your heart.?.
My conscience is hurting my ear. But im happy as long as you are here. I hide if I can. I don't care where I stand. As long as you are bent down. . You never said what does it mean.