Lyrics:
I can't get over
Words tied up in my head
No perfect other
Can turn out the light we have
So easy we sway with the lights down
Together we fade here
Baked-bean eyes in a head of skin
Rumors fly as to where he's been
Rolling over like a dying whale
He blows his load like a sudden gale
He
Time to Move
by Crosby Loggins
I'm bouncing off the walls tonight
Junk in heart, sunken highs it's 3 A.M.
I'm tangled up over you
Lying on a burning
to answers,
that are ringing in my head.
Slow down, take a deep breath.
We can't give up tonight.
Is it right, to sit and watch this die?
We're slowly letting
sing it from a place of pride
I can sing over most and I'd gladly be the host
But most often I just hang my head and cry
There's a song beneath
I had a vision
Taking me by my hand
Leading me to the door
To rescue me from the wastelands
The glance of the shining ivories
A world that they can't
how
But I put my head into the clouds
And it's beautiful
It's beautiful
It's beautiful
Life is
Now I'm flying over bridges
And the sun's in my
fuck you up, young buck
Bust you in your head, leave your body by the dump truck
Revolution got me pumped up
But it's still a fact black people still
It's really not my fault
That you over reacted.
Here we go
Here we go
Reach cramps and you make a frown,
Then you make a whiney sound,
Then it
don't even know my name?
What will I do when there's no one but you?
Well many people say that I should let you go your way
But in my head I know
do you not think my songs are beautiful?",
said coyote. "Oh", said the boy, "there good but I hear
you all the time. I much prefer the songs
To hold it over your head
If you think you really need something different
Nothing else matters, matters
Nothing is better than this
I'd go two
whispered alone
the song of an angel
echoes of a fallen tear
frayed by the wind
a weed by a willow
withered and yellow
she lays her head to die
lays
LIGHTING SEED
The Snorkle
Wouldn't give her a break
And I know!
I attended the wake
She was camera worn and grossly over made
Her demise if so
Let’s head out there on January 1
We’ll ride around the circuit, by now you know the way
It’s an oldie but a goodie, it’s our fondest roundelay
So
with anything you've ever loved comes creeping in
And then I comb my hair
And if we stare and stare and stare and stare and stare until the first
Hold you by a thread
That's running through your head
And it's spinning over
Can we get closer now?
It's rolling down your neck
I know you're
absconding
So he promised to write; at least twice a year
A woman there caught me eye she said""Do you wanna hump me?""
But by then I'd drunk about a gallon
the smoke and the flames gets burned
Don't you see the writing on the wall(Don't you see the writing on the wall)
You're in way over your head
You're
Hotel, motel, holy ghost
Razor blade, jailbait, over dose
Woke up pristine no one knows
What you did last winter in the Poconos
Ayo, he got
In my head there's a city at night
Static gauge with the rush and the lights
And on its concourse you look very fine
But this place here is no
is a virtue, purity is an angel
Purity is for madmen to make fools of us all
So forgive yourself my friend, all this will soon be over
What happened
my music but I hate this shit!
Love and hate, love and hate
Love and hate, love and hate
I love you/I hate you, I love you/I hate you
I love
There's storm clouds amassing over in the west up above the moor
The city shines in grey, mills closing down on the valley floor
All you can do
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