Lyrics:
an age
Give me a look but not the rage
Give me the feel for where I'll go
Give me it all
Give me the way it could have been
Give me the ghost that's
an age
Give me a look but not the rage
Give me the feel for where I'll go
Give me it all
Give me the way it could have been
Give me the ghost that's
an illusion as the moments race by
Too fast to really grasp though we may try
Deny, till we die, ooh my my
These thoughts that mislead and then multiply
Second
like
I don't care
I don't mind
Let me listen one more time
I don't care
I don't mind
Gently watch the time go by
Am I alright
I'm at her house
I'm coming
of cellophane
And you see through that
When he had your love
In the palms of his hands
He just wasn't unsatisfied
I said, he jived and connived
And he had
scary for the king, he made the sufferin go by Mario
You win, take these peasants and get the fluck outta my area
More villains, still in heat, didn't
Rules for Dating my Teenage Daughter
Then I bet I watch the Bachelorette, followed by welcome back Cotter
And the Muppets show where they go and I'm not
Wilted roses by the window, petals fall like snow
Once vibrant red, now a faded echo of long ago
It's time to close the chapter
And gently walk away
dream
Blinded by the spotlight
Falling through the screen
You've got to be strong
And you've go to fight on
For everyone
Hold a mirror to your
me
I heard their screams
Through flaming walls
Walls, I could not tear down
I could not help them
Helplessly I watched my life go up in flames
It’s not what he wanted to go through
The palm of his hands
Given to man
All that comes must pass
Learning
In the wilderness
Forty days and nights
Just be mean to me
Then you wouldn't have to mean so much
I would just curse you out then let you go far from touch
But it's not so easy
When you
did not abate
He hit 'em hard, he hit 'em straight
He was more than just a batsman
He was something like a tide
He was more than just one man
He
If only life were simple
I'd have palm trees by each window
One for every good time
And the bad times aren't for real
Blowing in the summer breeze
the ozone
Now I’m done
Need to go inside ya my ice cube’s melting
Drinkin’ on the day shift
My body is waiting
Palm Springs
Makes me wonder what the hell
And friendly fire still burns
He said She said
This is not a good time
How about the New World Wine
Or a set of shiny steak knives
$29.95
I went for
Uh
I'm just so far gone
October's own
Please leave me alone
Drunk off champagne
Screamin' in the phone
See my house is not a home
Fuck is
home
And I remember every sound it made
The clouded out disguises and the grave
So yeah I know I'm still afraid
Of letting go of choices I have made
Light up the broccoli kid
Throw the relish in my back pocket
Keep your eyes open, push your seat back, just flow
That's how we doing it
Bound by
trembles when the trains go by
And the bums on the corner tell you gently to fuck of and die
Well I lost my girl and I missed my train to Ride
And I'm stuck
have broken
And we need you to hold on
Your eyes have opened
But you've got to go on
I'll comfort you, I'll stay with you
It's a promise not
not forgotten.
Now I hear you in my mind,
There was a story you claim to have,
And I will by more gently by your feet,
I'll tread softly or tread
winds over swaying
So gently kindly stroking my hair
Entrusting yourself to the leaves of words
Intoxicated by momentary lights
We don’t need your
From here I go alone
Not a single word or thought
Will be in your name
As it's been before
Live debut at The Golden Age
The Palms are hung
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