Lyrics:
Always leaving his spoon in his coffee
Tucks his napkin up under his chin
And that old corn cob pipe
Well, It's so mellow it's right
But still you're not
God painted the bluebonnets in the fields,
By a tough little scrub oak, on an east Texas hill.
And he plucked the star from a lone star sky,
at it, after mathematics
In the home of drive-by's and ak-matics
Swap meets, sticky green, and bad traffic
I dip through, then I give you (still
it raining fire in the sky.
The shadows from the starlight are softer than a lullaby.
Rocky Mountain high, Colorado.
Rocky Mountain high.
He
from heaven
Crying in the morning, having given up the key
And I still call him my friend
And I still call him my friend
Joshua puts on his mask
I sit by the cutting on the Beaconsfield line.
He's watching me watching the trains go by.
And they move so fast, boy, they really fly.
He's still
ago, how the words would flow
With passion and precision
But now his mind is dark and dulled
By sickness and indecision
And he stares out the kitchen
a blunt
I hope Snoop will let me swoop in
Snoop DeVille so I can stunt
Straight fire baby
Take it back to the wire maybe
I can find what I was lookin fo'
is good and strong
Cause if you treat him the way you treated me
It ain't gonna last too long
He's hypnotised
By your sweet size
He's gonna
They flutter behind you your possible pasts
Some bright-eyed and crazy, some frightened and lost
A warning to anyone still in command
"Ranks!
makes her feel close
Makes her smile it's like he's with her almost
Till the tears take over she's still in hell
But she tells herself she's ready
ago, how the words would flow
With passion and precision
But now his mind is dark and dulled
By sickness and indecision
And he stares out the kitchen
Jolene, I know I'm a queen, Jolene
I'm still a Creole banjee bitch from Louisiana (don't try me)
There's a thousand girls in every room
That act
anytime
Take me back, If just in memory
Fill my cup again with joy
The fire still burns in the old rock chimney
And I still burn for that green-eyed boy
by the fire
To face unafraid the plans that we've made
Walkin' in a winter wonderland
Walkin' and we were talkin'
While we were walkin' in a winter
still on the grind in the trap for the dope boys
Speedballin freefallin in my own moon and my own zone
Boy life is short gonna suck it up
Arsty-fartsy
She is fixed in his mind like the picture
He's kept in his wallet for years
And the image has never been tarnished
By the blood, sweat, and tears
on
We'll conspire
As we dream by the fire
To face unafraid
The plans that we've made
Walking in a winter wonderland
In the meadow we can build
Nothing can heal me now
But your touch
I just don't know what I'm gonna do
I was alright 'til I fell in love with you
Well my house is on fire
Burnin'
say she's still alive
They'd even claim they've seen her on the shoreline late at night
And if you go down by the water, you'll see her footprints in
(Later on) we'll conspire
(As we dream) by the fire
To face unafraid the plans that we've made
Walking in a winter wonderland
We'll pretend our
Today I passed you on the street and my heart fell at your feet
I can't help it if I'm still in love with you
Somebody else stood by your side
Today I passed you on the street and my heart fell at your feet
I can't help it if I'm still in love with you
Somebody else stood by your side
table for two has been laid.
Strange slippers by the fire.
Strange boots in the hallway.
Put my cap on my head.
I turn and walk away.
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