Lyrics:
the sound of horses' hooves, people fightin' for their lives
Some joker in a headband was still gettin' chicks for free
And Big Brother was still watching
This day's an invitation
And it's just for you
You've got a reservation
For the 17th of June
Open your eyes and let the sun break in for
You can't stop me
I was born to be with you
Your love's my center point of view, every day
You can't stop me
Gonna stand right next to you
Promises made in the dark
Dissolve by the light of day (easy answers)
Ain't no telling what will be
Always been that way (easy answers)
Just one
This day's an invitation
And it's just for you
You've got a reservation
For the 17th of June
Open your eyes and let the sun break in for
thinga-ma-jiggy"
Every time I ask her for a kiss
I can hear her voice sound somethin' like this
(Do ya need any help?) No help wanted
(Could you use a little
Words and Music by Neil Diamond
The man on the right is a man undone
He'd give you his soul if you asked him for some.
A child in his way for he
of yesterday, lost in shadowed throttles
Memory lane's a dead end, numbness I befriend
Swallowed by the substance, where do nightmares end
Needles in my silence,
and the baby and you side by side
We all knew we was in for a long hard ride
Nowhere to run and nowhere to hide it seemed
We honked the horn when we crossed
King's born today
And man will live for evermore because of Christmas Day
Trumpets sound and the angel sing, listen to what they say
That man will live
The abundance of of numbness can claim self rule
Diseased transmission can claim us all
A system of panic enslaves
The binding obtainment brings darker days
and he crashed the rail
And he laid there still for the sounds
Of the wheel that kept spinning round.
Rollin' wheel, they're rollin' on
Takin' us all
a weary world
Into the light of day
And nothing but a child
Could help erase those lines
So once again
We all can be children for a while
Now all around
In these times in which we live
Where the worst of what we live
Is laid out for all the world on the front page
And the sound of someone's
quitting time I'm done for the day
Out on the streets, I overheard a lady say
We now have everything, or so people say
But now this emptiness haunts me
By the light of the moon
To a 50's tune
He pledged his love to her
A girl so rare
A girl so fair
The girl for him for sure
He could see himself
and the couples sway,
Taking the pleasures they find,
They don't care how they live by day,
Why not leave trouble behind?
They're not pretending like
conversation
I never got the invitation
The sharpness of her words deceiving
And I couldn't stop the bleeding
And Lord, I tried to be forgiving
But getting by
dream
See the dancer in there reeling
Paint the sky upon the ceiling
Four useless gods upon a day
So blinded by the filth on Sunday
Saying
The wild, Gotham
The Wild West
Ha ha, ride
All you see is the sun, reflecting off of the gun
Ready for the showdown, that go down at one
Sweat
sounds a little bit stranger
A year of Sundays seems to have drifted right by
I could have sworn in one evening
And I'm not seized in desperation
No
to say “hey thanks for saving my life”
I was hopeless
It was stinging
Running roadless
We were singing at the top of our lungs to the numbness
This
Sounds like a love song, sounds like a love song
I already heard your side of the story, hear mine
I'ma tell you why, cause you changed, (baby you
a thing
The last thing he said was, "be sound"
Sound
I contemplated an awful thing, I hate to admit
I just thought those would be such appropriate
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