What can you see from your window. I can't see anything from mine. Flags on the side of the highway. and scripture on grocery store signs. Maybe eighteen was to early,.
Standing in the window with his tongue hanging out. Like the king of something evil in a year-long drought. With a dirty white suit, a big white hat. A bullet in his pocket, no matter where he's at.
Lay down beside me. Close your eyes and feel the noonday sun.. These eyes, they remind me. Of a scared and simple doe before she runs.. . John was a Baptist..
What can you see from your window?. I can't see anything from mine.. Flags on the side of the highway. And scripture on grocery store signs.. Maybe eighteen was too early..
Let the night air cool you off. Tilt your head back and try to cough. Don't say nothing 'bout the things you never saw. Let the night air cool you off.
It's Decoration Day.. And I've a mind to roll a stone on his grave.. But what would he say.. Keeping me down, boy, won't keep me away.. . It's Decoration Day..
She's got me tied in a knot. That's what I thought she'd do.. Don't ask me what's on my mind. I'm fine. I'll push on through.. Not much to see on this angry street, so I'll sleep the day away..
Let the night air cool you off.. Tilt your head back and try to cough.. Don't say nothing 'bout the things you never saw.. Let the night air cool you off..