Lyrics:
being attacked
by one thousand voices
inside my head
first job, no experience
could i really choose
what to be and what to do
when you are a broken
Go closer hold the land feel partly no more
Than grains of sand
We stand to lose all time a thousand answers
By in our hand
Nex to your deeper
someone at night that she can hold
She must have told me a thousand times before
Silent cries I use to ignore
God knows I love her
Didn't mean to hurt
tuned into Blue
"Maybe Amsterdam or Rome"
Awakened by a stewardess,
With Spain somewhere below.
On the threshold of adventure,
God I do love this
where do we start?
Oh oh oh, first hold my hand
In the morning when I wake up
and I see you with no makeup
singing lullabies
As the morning sun rises
Mad atmosphere, ridin' first class on British Air
Lobster and steak while y'all back in time doin' remakes
I'm futuristic, nine-nine to the year
at their nets
The day's a-burning
As the warships sway and thunder in the bay
Loud the morning
But the boy on the shore is throwing pebbles no more
He
confusion
Missing and making the grade
The very first time I must confess
I thought you'd be like all of the rest
And we'd be strangers once again
By
think he Uncle Ruckus
I left Jimmy, they was spending silly with my budget
And now I'm rolling with some cooler niggas I can fuck with
You by
the morning's still young
I'm glad you could make it, I hoped you'd get by
I thought about this all week through
What's that, what's the matter, what's
afford to be late
Working every morning, every evening, every day
For your money, Yet there's nothing to save
Watching your life pass by the window
the countryside
And softly greets the trees
And everywhere the morning sings a chorus
That is echoed by the breeze
Alone and yet majestically you travel
frantically, then I dropped down to his feet
I saw the blood, all over, the hot concrete
I picked him up, then I held him by his head
His eyes shut, that's
the night
I was gone by the first sign of the light
When it's dark out
I search for love but don't find it
Just sex and drugs but don't mind it
Because
This is the first letter that I wrote back home to mom and daddy
A few days after I'd moved to Nashville
June 2nd 1964 Nashville Tennesee
Dear mom
first time
Oh yeah will you be there
Oh yeah will you be there
Oh yeah will you be there
Would you be there for me (I'll be back by the morning time)
Be
to antoin my private chef
First we'll eat crab legs, by candlelight
Then sip wine by the fire for the rest of the night
And if the time is right, I'll ask you
This is breaking news
It appears that Air Force One was shot down
Somewhere over the Middle East this morning
By a sleeper cell of rogue terrorists,
your face
A thousand times before
You know I know your secrets
Locked behind the door
Say the words and I'll be by your side
Far from the ties
When I wake up in the morning
The first thing that I think of is you
When I wake up in the morning
The first thing that I think of is you
When you
Love soft as an easy chair
Love fresh as the morning air
One love that is shared by two
I have found with you
Like a rose under the april snow
a waitress morning noon and night
But she never did complain
Jimmy'd stopped for lunch there at least a thousand times
But one Monday something changed
She
I've got
To be up in the morning you see
So I rang up to find out the first morning train she could take
And so in the gloom of a candlelit room
day and find
That I let all these years go by
Wasted
Oh, I don't wanna keep on wishin', missin'
The still of the morning, the color of the night
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