Lyrics:
covered by the sands
And stopping to rest, I heard a tinkling, whispering sound
Then suddenly realized that even though the wind was quiet
The sand did
ignored
(Quiet one) discouraged by the noise
(Quiet one) living without choice
(Quiet one) is a life without a voice
When you can't even say my name
A modern-day warrior
Mean, mean stride
Today's Tom Sawyer
Mean, mean pride
Though his mind is not for rent
Don't put him down as arrogant
His
Green light, Seven Eleven
You stop in for a pack of cigarettes
You don't smoke, don't even want to
Hey now, check your change
Dressed up like
Green light, Seven Eleven
You stop in for a pack of cigarettes
You don't smoke, don't even want to
Hey now, check your change
Dressed up like
focused
Slim chance I'ma go back to killing roaches
Be quiet, you can hear the rats in the wall
Make you want to pump crack
Til you stack racks
The dope
Clear light on a slick palm
As I mis-deal the day
Slip the night from a shaved pack
Make a marked card play
Call twilight hours down
From
I hate to see
The evening sun go down
I hate to see
The evening sun go down
It makes me think, oh
On my last lone round
Feelin' tomorrow
I hate to see
The evening sun go down
I hate to see
The evening sun go down
It makes me think, oh
On my last lone round
Feelin' tomorrow
looking over your shoulder
You know it's going to get harder, and harder, and harder as you get older
And in the end you'll pack up and fly down south
As gentle tides go rolling by,
Along the salt sea strand
The colours blend and roll as one
Together in the sand
And often do the winds entwine
Standing there side by side
She takes his hand
It's quiet uptown
Forgiveness, can you imagine?
Forgiveness, can you imagine?
(If you see him in
I hate to see
The evening sun go down
I hate to see
The evening sun go down
It makes me think, oh
On my last lone round
Feelin' tomorrow
quiet some where
I'll most likely pack up and head south for Chile
Heard tell there's some trouble down there
[Chorus]
the moonlight
The one right little lady by my side
That's what I like
I prefer a late drive down the turn park
With the moonlight shining so brightly
quiet as the deer
Down in your bigtrees knowing no fear
You lift up your sight And down comes a hun
And more than three hundred nazidogs fell by your
"Bring back that child," she said "spare me the price of freedom.
Cold is my baby's head blown by the wind of reason"
Even the rage behind cries
Kingston
Quiet down, I need to make a sound
Brazil
Quiet, I need to make a sound
I'll hard-drive your bit
I'm battered by your sumo grip
Lucky I like
me when I say
Deep down inside I know I'll always love you
In my own quiet way
I admit I'm absent-minded and forgetful
Does your birthday come
I was standing on the edge
I longed for a new beginning
But I couldn't look down
No, I couldn't look down
I'm a coward
A million voices
him down
They said he came from the wrong side of town
They told me he was bad but I knew he was sad
That's why I fell for the leader of the pack
She came down from Cincinnati
It took her three days on the train
Lookin' for some peace and quiet
Hoped to see the sun again
But now she lives
covered by the sands
And stopping to rest I heard a tinkling whispering sound
And suddenly realised that even though
The wind was quiet the sand did not lie
She came down from Cincinnati
It took her three days on the train
Lookin' for some peace and quiet
Hoped to see the sun again
But now she lives
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