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Sitting at the end of the road
Iron fences overgrown
A broken antebellum home
By a magnolia all alone
There was a time it wasn't sad to see
A vision

Yeah, I'ma get controversial on this one
Something to throw you a little off right?
My one thing for ya'll is
Ya'll pay attention

Say, the old heads

Have you ever feel like this before?
Doing something worth living for
It's not all about yourself anymore
Sharing something worth living for

Let's

For far too long
And it's taken its toll
It's really forcing my arm
Forever lost, or was it taken away?
All the same old things
Are coming into play

deeply miss my Uncle Chess
But I'll see you soon

This reality is a fallacy
Not all who fall deep asleep must remain that way for eternity
Though

thing is being real
When you surrounded by fakes
I was clouded and laced
People around I erased
Hard to figure out yourself

When you are clearly

Once so far
And now, I'm so close
To stand where you are
Was it all for nothing?

I'm softly spoken, but now I think I'd like to speak my mind
All

Nothing has changed with the circles in my head
As I get stabbed in the back
By things I wish you never said
So why should I trust
And bring myself

We got out of the taxi hearing Little Drummer Boy
We're half-tight and dressed to the nines when we open the door
First thing we see is your uncle is

I need to lay, lay down
I need to put off my mind
I need to shut you off
I need some quite time
And all those things that make me feel anxious
I need

what my father calls the blues
I’m not living well but merely living
It’s the forgiving I could use
For I just can’t go on pretending
Things are as good

hope
And I've hid my apropos for wet snow
All these things I've done
I can't outrun
Will it eat my soul
Am I getting old
Can you break the skin this time

the night (oh-oh-oh)
Melodies in the air, bringing us to life
Dancing to the rhythm, feeling so alive (so alive)
In this urban jungle, where dreams are

this world that's way too much

Throw away all the cares, all the things we don't need
Just you and me, living free and wild
Feel the beat, let

Im dancing with the haze.
just running against gravity.
scattered wings are fading.
all those things because of me?

do we know more now? more than

Brave New World 2

New Model Army

Abandoned Trax

1994

here, nothing at all

We sat up talking late last night, trying to make some sense
But we were just skirting round with clever words
And all the things

Don’t care ‘bout  right or wrong 
We all be buried in the ground 
You stink in wealth it doesn’t cost a thing
That's just a sheet of dust

No matter

Or Is iT Something Else?
The Silence Being Nothing At All
Guess Some Things Are Not What iT Seems

{Chorus}
I Ran Away
From My Never Ending Story
I Know

to broadway*

*her mother laughed and said 'no way'*

*jodie always had something to say *


*next thing you know jodie's in the city *

*trying to find a place

Stop the clock and go back
But there's no turning back
Chemicals you eat fed by a machine
Now it's all gone wrong
We're back to where we were

I'm

To blind the light, shed from the beast
And all we do is hate

(Eyes shot) from constant visions
(Angels) are rendered useless
Good has lost its heart

Do

When others see with earthly eyes
Just what they want to see
You will see the things that never die
You will know and recognize
By simple child-like

I'll dust my broom in the morning
And put on a jacket of steel
Cause things they come without warning
And you never know what is and isn't real

I

else to fail before you do

We were straddling the white line 
Of the most trickery road that we ever have been to
Our love's outrageously surrounded 
By