Take a rush laugh. Was the world this fuzzy last year. Take a walk run past. The old machines that sleep in pastures. It's the well that draws you back.
You crawl up my vine and my soul's unwound. Clouds are miles down as the song unwinds. I'm conducting nothing anything at all. No I know I know. . If I lose the floor I don't want no twist.
I was hanging with some friends. In the parking lot one night near the summer's end. I leaned back against the glass. Of a car to watch all those speeding comet's crash.
(velvet goldmine soundtrack 1998). . Darlin' you can't live your life singing songs in exile. You were born for stardom's crown and not for self denial.
Are we still on the phone. With the Lady Anna Clarke?. And her trumpet solo. Whose ghost sings for pay. . In the blue billiard room of the Monterey. For room and for board.
Where in the world have I been. I must have tripped on the way in. Diving into the shallow end. I must have gone and broke the skin. . Hold me close and let me know.
You've come this far. Followed each. And every star. Not to reach. The peak would seem so wrong. Your eyes look tired. Want to sleep. Although this climb's.
There's one thing I tell you, friend. I don't believe in supermen. Who fly through the clouds above the rest. I don't believe in the best. . And I never wanted to fight with you.
Crossing the bridge where many lean to see. Over the rail to glance the trembling stream. Others stay to the center fearful it might sway. And all those who would choose to turn back the other way.
TWO DIVIDED BY LOVE. The Grass Roots. . Two divided by love. Can only be one. And one is a lonely number. Two divided by love. Can only be sad. Can only hurt one another.
How can I give a testimony of my life?. When I'm still trying hard to hold my head up high. I'm trying so hard to hold my head up high. . And every time I turn around.
I didn't cry. I just stood and watched her say goodbye. She closed the door. And said I don't want to see you anymore. . (chorus). . Things I should have said to her.
Sleepy rhythms were lulling us. Trolling down a long canal. Onto savage shores and gilded floors. Of coliseums through the load-in door. . Certain of this one thing.
Steel mill streets overrun. The ghost of cars in the yard. Sunflower speaks of a one, of a one. Engines purr up above. The L train roars like our love.
She's got something that moves my soul. And she knows I'd love to love her. But she lets me down every time. Can't make her mine she's no-one's lover.
The soft wolf tread. Thru emerald forest he was lookin' to make a bed. There in the spindly thicket softly did he tread. The soft wolf tread. . Sure was starved.
(Hammerin', hammerin', hammerin'). Hammerin', hammerin'. Hammerin', hammerin'. . Halleluhoodwink a hound's life is for me. Everything but the kitchen sink, he built it just for me.
A fear of falling, a fear that I could. From a place high above my stars, well I would. Be a liar to say I'm not scared anymore. With a fear of falling on down to the floor.
The sound of your footsteps. Telling me that you're near. Your soft gentle motion, babe. Brings out a need in me that no one can hear, except. . In my midnight confession.