15 books in. Different covers. Winter comes in. Many colours. Kids toys broken glasses Elvis live in Vegas. He's still turning. All the worthless things.
This is the way we walk. This is how we walk. At closing time. These are the songs we sing. These are our songs. At closing time. And in the clear. Of this sweet moonshine.
There`s gonna be trouble from the start. When you break somebody`s heart. You hope the damage does them good. Like it does you. You put a rock around my heart.
Alan doesn't understand her. He only thinks in numbers. He only drinks in restaurants. Where the girls are fully covered. . And he can't trust his yearnings.
He was lying in the half light. Of Christmas and Glasgow. Thinking and talking. Talking to St Enoch about. Christmas and Glasgow. Drinking and talking.
You're tired and you say you're angry. You're thankful for this blessed rain. And you think you'd know. But your old friends have to tell you again. .
They painted us up. and shouted us down. they wanted us to be. just a face in the crowd. and all the time they never saw. the people we are. in a world of fast cars.
Stay with me now. I feel like you're slipping away. there's a song in the air. that no-one is singing today. there are places to go. but somehow I feel we should stay.
That hurricane day. Will soon pass away. And someone will sweep. All the jetsam back into the bay. And we`ll come down. Like we always did. And knock on my door.
There's no direction and no way through. There is no reason to pay back what is through. You never owned intentions, never knowed no way back. Never knowed no way back.
Send me down my future. From your wheel of fire. Let me only fly. On your wings of desire. What happened to that ride. On your chariot of gold. It had only lasted minutes.
There was a night. As purple as this. With a love so close. We longed to be missed. Summer `89. And everything stood. Sure and free and there. To be finished.
Take me over again,That's alright on the waysSee me shine when I swim,Blue Horse. There's a mountain ahead,We can lie and get some rest. We'll brush the tail and we'll dress,Blue horse.
Every day they write the headlines. Talking diamonds talking steel. Don't talk things that, folk don't know. Talk about money and stuff that's real. .
Seven lonely days in a fifty ton lorry. I know you made me what I am. And I fall to pieces. Johnny Cash in black singin'. Undertand your man from. St. Quentin crossing to Tarbert to Gigha.
I'm getting into space man. everything is going up. and no one is going. down where I'm going. And I'm getting better. at knowing what's outside looking in.
I hear the music coming out of the radio. Are you there with another girl. Instead of me. I hear your laughter and there's something I've got to know.
Where would I be,Would I be standing right here. We've had such a cruel death would we be as good as to remember a life. Would you never live the way that you did would your birth be enough.
There is something almost right. There is something that really talks to me. There is something wrong but almost good. There is something that nearly terrifies.
Always another time. Getting lost in a different dream. Star crossed and never scared to name it. He once was a roving man. Now he wears his wedding band.