I don't wanna carry your curse. That was supposed to reimburse. What the thing was that I couldn't make work. I don't wanna walk in the dark. If these shadows are made.
Orange sky, don't go. Manhattan looks like someplace else. Cloudy with a low fog shell. . Into the crowded streets I go. Eventually they lead me back home.
so.... its how the story goes. can we cut to the scene where i'm holding you close. she moves. moves like a pendulum blade. cut all the words that i say.
You built this house. You built it stone by stone. Hammer in your hand. You built this home. . And this house is strong. You raised it with your love.
Somewhere impossible light still shines. And every smile is if as new. Sometimes I feel like the static in the attic. Is making me.... Just confused. .
Took a walk with you in the shadow of my shoes. Danced around the broken blues in the dirty summer rain. Moonlight on the cars parked in single file at bars.
Walk away slowly. You don't have to take this. In the spaces in between. Sadness on the basis. . I can see the chains of love. The chains. Talking 'bout the chains of love.
Rose lived on the south side of town. . Until her landlord showed up with two hundred dollar bills. A notice of eviction on the other hand. Now she don't live there no more,.
What's come to stay from the Cannonball days. but a house and some clothes on the line.. Fired away your drunken brigade. In the streets of New York as a child..
Oh baby why. Do I miss you like I do?. Homeless my sweet. And the birds all sing the blues. And why? And why?. . Call me on your way back home, dear. 'Cause I miss you.
Trust is a weird thing. Make you crazy. Make you jealous. Make you wish you hadn't said a thing. . And I guess I have been mean. But I'm only second guessing you.
I don't know why we can't talk. Every time we try we get choked up. Running with the feelings that get caught in our head. 'Til I can't remember what it was we said.