It took dog days and years,. To catch a moment when it's here.. And that hay bales just might,. Be mostly made of light,. And that leaves can fall like shining golden coins..
Every time you fell I was there to catch you. Every time you called I picked up the phone. I threw you a lifeline every time you started sinking. Are you ready to do it alone?.
Lightning in a bottle. Held it in my hand. Pushing down the throttle. I drink and try again. . Baby I'm addicted. I just can't get enough. Build a wall around me.
Time's a wastin' now. And I ain't got no more time to play. Everything is changin' now. Pretty soon it's all gone away. . Can we make the changes now.
Staring out the window. Watching the night turn into day. It's 4 in the morning. I've got so many things to say. . I've been out here in the darkness.
There are no lyrics to this "song". It's 'only' excellent, tear jerking, "shredding" guitar work by the one and only: K.. W.. S. He communicates and makes us FEEL the BLUES with his "jammin licks" more than any words could ever express....
It was a moonless night. It was an empty sky. It was a bad excuse. I was the only fool in sight. It was a crazy thought. A madman's walk. It was. It was a moonless night.
Well you spoke about amnesia, as though it's where it's at. Your lover had a seizure, while her brother fed her pussycat. You were hanging from the railing, like a flag that's just been torn.
The papers write about it back in England. It's practically a lifestyle back in Berlin. There's probably some pockets in Ohio. Almost always something happening in Ohio.
Lonely is the night. and now darkness has fallin. Nothing seems right. and the world is callin. . Everybody's looking back. As the wind comes whispering by.
Why aren't you here? It's almost 4 a.m.. I finished up all of your beer, now I'm startin' on your gin. I went through your diary, flipped through your phone book.
You're a bottle cap away. From pushing me too far. Well the problem's gettin' big. An empty compact car. So I won't feel so bad. I did all I could do.
Crackin' up on a radio,. In a tunnel below the city.. And I'm losin' you, 'cause you move too slow;. I'm wishin' you could keep up with me.. I'm in love with you, but I don't know why.
Well the hour is late for a visit on a whim. Well the hour is late for a quiet drunken talk. I don't begrudge you the anger in your voice. No I don't begrudge you anything at all.
I've been a party to a number of things. Of which I'm not proud but I'll sing. Everyday, for pay, I'm travellin'. . I got a story bout a girl I dig. Big heart but she ain't that big.
I reckon Heaven is a place. Where time is nonexistent, yeah. And the things that are important, yeah. Don't take any time at all. . An awful lot like like outer space.
I've got my wife, the other women. And the whiskey killing me. The first two make it so that I see red. The third one makes it so that I can't see. If I had half a brain left after my debauchery.
Well the road maps of West Texas never gave me good advice. The trains all roll where the roads don't go, now I lay awake at night. Just wondering where the rest is so I hit that iron gate.
I'm gonna play my guitar 'til my fingers fall off. sing till my voice is gone. they might think I've wasted my life they're wrong. I'm not down with the uptight world.