Start tearin' the old man down Run past the heather and down to the old road Start turnin' the grain into the ground Roll a new leaf over In the middle
Help me stay awake, I'm falling Down on Virginia and La Loma Where I got friends who'll care for me You got an attitude of everything I ever wanted
I wanted so badly Somebody other than me Staring back at me But you were gone, gone, gone I wanted to see you walking backwards To get the sensation
last remaining Indian looking for the place where the buffalo roam In August and everything after man them buffalo ain?t never comin? home In August and everything after
you to be They dress you up in white satin And they give you your very own pair of wings In August and everything after, I'm after everything
번역: 까마귀도 포함 해서요. 8 마당.
Step out the front door like a ghost into the fog where no one notices the contrast of white on white. And in between the moon and you the angels get
Start tearing the old man down Run past the heather and down to the old road Start turning the grain into the ground Roll a new leaf over In the middle
they see Help me stay awake, I'm falling... Down on Virginia and La Loma where I got friends who care for me You got an attitude of everything I ever
My friend assures me "it's all or nothing" I am not worried- I am not overly concerned My friend implores me " for one time only, make an exception."
I wanted so badly somebody other than me staring back at me But you were gone gone gone I wanted to see you walking backwards And get the sensation of
sinking And I am the Rain King [bridge] Hey, I only want the same as anyone Henderson is waiting for the sun Oh, it seems night endlessly begins and ends After
just another rider burned to the ground Come tumbling down I'm almost drowning in her sea She's nearly crawling on her knees It's almost everything I
you do?" I took the cannonball down to the ocean watch the diesel disappear beneath the tumbling waves love is a ghost train howling on the radio "Remember everything
just a dream dream dream I dreamt I saw you walking up a hillside in the snow Casting shadows on the winter sky as you stood there counting crows One
plane ride I need a sunburn I need a raincoat And I get no answers And I don't get no change It's raining in Baltimore, baby But everything else is the
I was down at the New Amsterdam staring at this yellow-haired girl Mr. Jones strikes up a conversation with this black- haired flamenco dancer She dances