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
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
Sliding out of reverse into drive, this? Wheel will be turning right, then straight Off in the sunset she'll ride She can remember a time denied, stood
I got a car, I got some gas Oh let's get out of here, get out of here fast Oh everyone's confused, so I stay in my room If I go, I don't want to go alone
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
: 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
: 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
: 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
: I took a drive today Time to emancipate I guess it was the beatings made me wise But I'm not about to give thanks or apologize I couldn't breathe holdin
: 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
: Don?t feel like home Ease a little out And all these words alone is nothing like your poem Putting in and putting in Don?t feel like methadone A scratching
: I shut and locked the front door No way in or out I turned and walked the hallway And pulled the curtains down I knelt and emptied the mouth of every
: 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
: at home drawing pictures of mountain tops with him on top lemon yellow sun arms raised in a V dead lay in pools of maroon below daddy didn?t give attention
