They give what they give ya. You get what you get. . They take what they're taking. No matter what you said. . Or maybe, it's just apathy. Or maybe, we don't question it.
Watch me point to the sky, you'll laugh and say I'll never fly. I'll smile as you walk away, I always knew I couldn't stay. Full throttle now the Milky Way can't wait.
Cold is your heart. When you're heart has been broken. Love is what's lost. When the loss leads the loathing. . Pain's what you've got. When you've got, got going.
Ive got soul working for me half the time. Only when Im half alive. Thinking I'm someone else. . I saw you praying just to pray for me. I felt something happening.
by Lillian Bos Ross, Sam Eskin, Richard Dehr & Frank Miller. (Arlo's version is from the singing of Ramblin' Jack Elliott). . My name is Juanano de Castro.
So here's the truth you were right all along. They were never my friends and I was living a lie. But I won't fall for it next time. . You figured me out, I'm like a leaf in the wind.
Let's not go outside, too much work's in here. Heaven can't help us. Watch the walls knocked down, Jesus lost his crown. Heaven won't help us. . Don't look, don't look at me.
You appear like raindrops. And live like you sink through. The streets that you fall on. The cars that slip on you. . All of this for just one night. .
Someday I'll be there with you. When you're there, I'll be there too. If you only knew. I will be with you. . Someday we will meet again. When we meet, I'll see you then.
The only thoughts I've had. Put me in pools of red. If only I could break loose. . The only dreams I've had. Stay locked inside my head. If only I could hear you.
I've been to wild Montana. I went there in a storm. My boots were Texas leather. My Levis wet and torn. . I loved it in Montana. Loved it in the storm.
And you can't deny. that I'll be the one mistake. you'll carry forever. and you can't pretend now. that you thought I'd forget. to notice you were gone.
Let's begin my favorite thing. We'll take a journey to a place within. So help me to travel. Maybe the next wave will unravel. . In my own skin, in my own heart.
Solo le pido a Dios. Que el dolor no me sea indiferente. Que la reseca muerte no me encuentre. Vacio y solo sin haber hecho lo suficiente. . Solo le pido a Dios.
Tonight, at twelve, we change ourselves. Forget, this world, we know. . Transparent we'll be invisible so they won't see. Our hearts beat we won't hurt a thing.
If I could go back home to the place I was raised. I'd catch the next bus and be there in a few days. But I just can't do it, I was raised on the road.
Street lights look like ribs on my block. I can forget where I am now. I'm smiling as I pass some parked cars. I can forget where I am at. . Run through my town, scream till I faint.
arranged and adapted by Arlo Guthrie. . The Missouri, she's a might river. Away you rolling river. The red man's camp lies on her borders. Away, we're bound away across the wide.
If I could believe. If I only could see another way. I would sail away. . On ship with things. From which to gaze. Across the waves. . But I'm without you.