After the show. You walked right past. Arms reached out. For your autograph. And as you flashed. Your backstage pass. I caught your eye. With a camera's flash.
After the show. You walked right past. Arms reached out. For your autograph. And as you flashed. Your backstage pass. I caught your eye. With a camera's flash.
The greatest lost track of all time. The Late Greats' Turpentine. You can't hear it on the radio. Can't hear it anywhere you go. . The best band will never get signed.
I never held your gaze. I never know my place. Oh, I stare at the eyes. Starin' at my face. It always ends in a tie. There is no needing the divine. I cry at the joke explained.
You've got a problem, I think you know. I'll tell you mine before you go. You've been thinking about somebody new. That's not the issue. . Secrets, I have some too.
I was only asking for a moment of the truth. I can't fight the feeling when I'm hanging out with you. Why do I forgive you because I get confused. I could never leave behind the part of me that you refuse.
There's rows and rows of houses. With windows painted blue. With the light from a TV. Running parallel to you. . But there is no sunken treasure. Rumored to be.
Like a cloud his fingers explode. On the typewriter ribbon, the shadow grows. His hearts in a bowl behind the bank. And every evening when he get home.
Like a cloud his fingers explode. On the typewriter ribbon, the shadow grows. His hearts in a bowl behind the bank. And every evening when he get home.
I done spent my last three cents. Mailing my letter to the president. I didn't make a show, I didn't make a dent. So I'm swinging over to this independent gent.
Spiders are singing in the salty breeze. Spiders are filling out tax returns. Spinning out webs of deductions and melodies. On a private beach in Michigan.
Spiders are singing in the salty breeze. Spiders are filling out tax returns. Spinning out webs of deductions and melodies. On a private beach in Michigan.
I was on my way home. From high school. Stuck at the crossing. I dug in for a duel. . But at the last moment. I buried the brakes. My life split in two directions.
Well I can't tell you anything. You don't already know. I keep on trying. I should just let it go. . I keep on singing. Your eyes, they just roll. It sounds like someone else's song.
Someday, some morning, sometime, sometime. I'd like to hold your hand in mine. Someday, some morning, sometime. . I'd like to tell you, you're pretty and fine.
Once I thought the world was crazy. Everyone was sad and chasing. Happiness and love and. I was the only one above it. . Once I thought without a doubt.
Wind will blow and the sun will shine. On that hill where we used to climb. I look in your eyes and you'll be mine. Someday soon. . I won't even make a scene.
Oh the band marched on in formation. The brass was phasing tunes I couldn't place. Windows open and raining in a room yellow, blue, gold and gray. . The drunks were ricocheting.
Tires type black. Where the blacktop cracks. Weeds spark through. Dark green enough to be blue. When the mysteries we believe in. Aren't dreamed enough to be true.
To live without a savior, answer to his name. Shouldn't be afraid, shouldn't be ashamed. Like a kid behind the counter remembering your name. Shouldn't be afraid, shouldn't be ashamed.