Lyrics:
virginia.
Among all the wealth of the beauty that we passed,
There was many old shacks a-growing older,
And we saw the broken bottles laying
as the ocean
Every war that's waged makes me cry
Every bird that goes by gets me high
Sometimes when it's late and I'm a little bit hungry
I heat up
repair
Making objects
Out of thoughts
Making more
By thinking not
Eating food
And drinking wine
A body that
I thought was mine
Dressed as Arab
Days begun and people rush
Off to work by 410 bus
Open eyes and open minds
Conditioned to the daily grind
Up the Junction
Up the Junction
Waiting on the runway, rain falling down
I always crawl by, can't get above the ground,
I looked out at the window at the black clouds in the sky
In a little Rosewood casket in the hall up on a stand
There's a package of old love letters written by a true love's hand
Won't you go and get them
our worlds still lie together
love will be our satellite
That takes us round like shooting stars
I know I'll make you mine
By giving all my love
of
Compilations heavy in rotation at the mall
Another Old Navy
A few less trees, I guess it's not wrong to want
Your own little piece of the American dream
As I was walking down by old Thames side
Oh my foot and my heart seem to falter
And there you were standing by a Custom House landing
Like Venus
I always knew that you would take yourself far from home
As soon as, as far as you could go.
By the 1/4 inch cut of your hair and the Army issue
Created by white men or any other white man
That pretended he originated
And contended that he innovated a jazz thing
Of course we know who can really blow
I was taken by surprise by the thunder
Sit and stared out at the rain
Taken back, I was younger
In a vacant lot day
And the fall brought
Brush by gracefully
A love as big as a risk
Fills you up
And you can't look on
The breath of god in my mouth
A love you can taste
God get
evening
This purple room is breathing
To the milky way I turn my gaze
It's a mystery
Years go by, wonder what you did
Yet in a minute you can change
left my lover waiting
In the dawn somewhere to wonder why
By the end of the day
All her sweet dreams would fade
To a lipstick sunset
Well,
like the smoke
Beyond all repair
But my darling says
"Leonard, just let it go by
That old silhouette
On the great western sky"
So I pick out
to an end i know
but nothing is written but old news
again and again
i know that it's true
there's too many tears
but angels don't cry
now i see a face
Climbing under
A barbed wire fence
By the railroad ties
Climbing over
The old stone wall
I am bound for the riverside
Well I go
and I rule with
This girl done tried to cram 'cause she was down with the old school
She, smacked me, attacked me, harassed me 'til I swung
But I made
in the mood, just go with the flow
And I can play rapping records and all disco
Like "Beat It," "Billie Jean," by Michael Jackson
Or the Treacherous
of
Dexter boy being gypped by love?
Well, did you evah?
What a swell party this is
What frails, what frocks
What furs, what rocks
What gaiety!
It's
the park
And you lay there by the Do Not signs, and shamed them with your spark
Now winter moans in old men's bones as the day falls into dark
So it's
Meet me there down by the river
Where we met that summer night
If you still love me wear a red rose
If you don't then wear the white
knees and bless me with a gem in the Caribbean
Skiin' off by P.M.
Snatch Canadian cream with Scandinavians
Fellatium style, play it like thirty two
_(cropped).jpg/226px-Claire_Lynch_(30361323857)_(cropped).jpg "Claire Lynch")
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