Sing me to sleep underneath a blanket of stars tonight, where all my hopes and fears look childish in the light.
Ambulance Am I still alive? Feels like I am Trapped beneath the ice My lips still move But my voice it won't come out Ambulance I'm not ready
Good morning, hospital We've got a situation here I'm in the belly of a whale And haven't seen the sun for days I'm cut and paste inside this tune
There are songs to be sung, and pages to be filled with memories. There are roads to be traveled in places I have never seen. There are postcards to send
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City swallows trees And I am responsible 'Cause I am indifferent to these things I got blood on my windshield And what must be hundreds of movies
I was born in Omaha In my mother's tired arms After all our fight was gone I bet it felt good just to lie there Drinking in the warm lights And breathing
Lose yourself, you're young and you've got time It's simple then Start here And move forward You'll figure it all out eventually, or not Either way
Elisabeth, if you get old, may you never know the terror of these nights. In all of the uncertainties, well certainly you will be loved, and lifted
I got a job for the Salvation Army Come and find my Come and save my soul I got a job for the Salvation Army Come and find my Come and save My soul
I shouldn't be hard to find... I'll be the one with my big mouth moving; my big words, saying nothing. I hope you know it's not my father's fault
This town has no seasons it's the middle of October, and you'd think there'd be a nice, cool breeze by now (but you'd be wrong). The summer lingers here
Just lonely, baby--doesn't mean I'm looking for a friend. I've got plenty, I'm still learning how to lay down my life for them. Don't want to find yourself
All the wasted life In my car tonight I got steel and bolts and lots of holes inside I'm immovable Got a tired soul I'm afraid I just don't feel
In morning traffic In the purple sunrise In $40,000 of aluminum You can be anything you want Anything at all In evening traffic In the orange sunset
This could be the day I go I know you think it's crazy But I can feel it in my bones The way the cars and people move Slow and stop all up and down
Come on now Pull the flesh over those bones and rise 'Cause you're not supposed to lie here In the middle of the road, in the middle of the night
