Yes, I understand that every life must end, aw-huh,.. As we sit alone, I know someday we must go, aw-huh,.. Oh I'm a lucky man, to count on both hands
Yeah, hey, hey When somethings dark, let me shed a little light on it When somethings cold, let me put a little fire on it If somethings old, I wanna
Sheets of empty canvas, untouched sheets of clay Were laid spread out before me, as her body once did All five horizons revolved around her soul, as the
State of love and trust as I busted down the pretext Sin still plays and preaches, but to have an empty court, uh huh And the signs are passin', grip
At home, drawing pictures of mountain tops With him on top Lemon yellow sun, arms raised in a V And the dead lay in pools of maroon below Daddy didn'
"Son," she said, "Have I got a little story for you What you thought was your Daddy was nothin' but a While you were sittin' home alone at age thirteen
I see the world, feel the chill Which way to go, windowsill I see the world's on a rocking horse of time I see the birds in the rain Oh, dear dad, can
What the fuck is this world running to? You didn't leave a message At least I could have learned your voice One last time Daily minefield, this could
On the edge windowsill Ponders his maker, ponders his will To the street below, he just ain't nothin' But he's got a great view And he sinks a needle
I admit it What's to say, what I'll relive it Without pain, now I'm pee pee Indian summer and I hate the heat I got a backstreet lover on the passenger
Freezin', rests his head on a pillow made of concrete, again Oh, feelin' maybe he'll see a little better set a days, ooh yeah Oh hand out faces that he
She don't wander in Don't wander in here, she She don't wander in here Don't wander in here The direction of the eye, so misleading The defection of
Hold on to the thread the currents will shift Glide me towards you know somethings left And we're all allowed to dream of the next Oh, oh the next time
She scratches a letter Into a wall made of stone Maybe, someday another child Won't feel as alone as she does It's been two years and counting Since
Arms Aloft Sometimes there's no star shining Scounting the edge of the universe Sometimes you can't see the horizon Between the ocean and the earth And
All the thoughts you never see You are always thinking Brain is wide, the brain is deep Oh, are you sinking? Feel the path of every day Which road you
Every night with the lights out where you gone? What's wrong? Every time you can try but can't turn on, a rock song I got some if you need it, I got
I felt the earth on Monday. It moved beneath my feet. In the form of a morning paper. Laid out for me to see. Saw his face in a corner picture. I recognized
