Lyrics:
just a boy, too young to care
Well, the years go by and you get to see
A dream's not the same as reality
Well, a dream or two is going to crash
and mashed potatoes
That has always been my dream
Physicians moan about the
Guarantees of vegetables
But to be frank what I'm keen
On is that same old scene
and the world in it's way passed them by
Secret gardens of the heart where the old stay young forever
I see you shining through the night in the ice and snow
Saturday, same old story
Sunday mornings wounded glory repeats again
And every day a dream is born
Is counted by a love that's torn, deep again
You
of love, a love in chains
He was standin' in the door, I was standin' in the rain
With the same hot blood burning in our veins
Adam raised a Cain (yeah)
that he's through
But sit and dream about the good old days
He used to rodeo and ride 'em mighty fine
Now he's old and crippled but he rides on in his
of the things that you do
It's still the same old sun
Got you on the same old run
It's still the same old sun
Got you on the same
Same old run
And you turn like
tonight
I guess we share the same old dream
Or maybe it's the same old lie
There's only one thing I'm sure of, now
And that's our time keeps rolling
dreams
Consumed by his ambition he soon left her at home
With a promise and an empty house and too much time alone
Her boredom turned to drinking
away
Are you old enough to dream
Old enough to dream
Are you old enough to dream
Yes I'm old enough to dream
Used to be, the summer was a revolution
I'd
see stretched out before thee
Just another story of a life
So what do you do now?
When she looks at you now?
You know those same old jokes all
got sixty billion,
But I'm still the same.
The pool is hot.
The beer is cold.
The cigar costs a lot,
And the wine is old.
Where the car reps dream
One more step and I could fall away
If it happened would it matter?
And I can't tell if I should go or stay
Same old picture feel so hollow
How can
of empty and a pocket full of dreams,
I left my pride and stepped inside a bar.
Actually, I guess you'd could call it a Tavern:
Cigarette smoke
old thing
And goes ahead and does it anyway
Write a letter to a magazine
Talk about it, talk about the dream
Of the future, looking much better
Wonder
And meet me by the old fence... for the day?
A love like ours was meant to be
A sudden change in frequency
Beautiful
We could sit by the pale moon
j cruise wit' the 2's
To fix the damn fools dat think I'm slippin' wit' my juice
Breakin old habits so hard to do
Das why you see me on the same
Lookin for someone who will sing along
Here we are again playin' the same old scenes
Lookin' for someone who will share our dreams
Here we are again facing
(Words and Music by Joan Baez)
A young gypsy fell out in a slumber
Heading north with a driver he knew
Someone he'd lived with and trusted
A young
Now their voices have been scattered by the swirling winds of time
And the truth remains that no one wants to know
Well the old man was a stranger
see
The same damn eyes as a day old corpse
On a highway full of IEDs
Life is good!
What do you say to the guy on the street
Who wants to shake your
a murderer,
Half these niggas beefin' with me,
I never heard of them,
If I was the old me I would murder them
Matter fact, if I was the old me, I would
can't get no release
Goes by
So slowly
Flies by
So quickly
Oh, its all
Here for me to
Roll around in and feel me
I have been sleeping
The same old
POGUES - LORELEI
You told me tales of love and glory
Same old sad songs, same old story
The sirens sing no lullaby
And no-one knows but
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