Lyrics:
skin
'Til threadbare, as she grew thin
How were my eyes so blinded?
Each feather it fell from skin
And I will hang my head, hang my head low
And I
do
The stairs are alarmingly shaky
And the carpet threadbare and worn
Fence needs mending
Garden needs tending
How soon it's become overgrown
overcoat
Save your breath
This may be the last
There is no novelty here on the earth
O'saviour!
Forever threadbare and faded
Drunken and arcane
this way
It was back when I was running
Sowing seeds of wake up woes
I sat on a threadbare throne
Fit for the king of feeling alone
Take me home
I'd hold
Mah threadbare soul teems with vermin and louse
Thoughts come like a plague to the head...in God's house!
Mutiny in Heaven!
(Ars infectio forco Dio)
a minute
'cause I can either take it slow or yo I wild up in it
I'm pulling, yes 'cause fully dressed or threadbare they're nice
I twist my sides
on permanence
I'd never thought of it
Show me daddy
Show me the life
And I'll go there
Strip me
I'm already threadbare
Enough to see
The mark of blueprint
In my
pinned to a threadbare greatcoat
A lump in her throat with cemetery eyes
I see convoys curbcrawling West German Autobahns
Trying to pick up a war
hold on longer If I was stronger
I'm tired of talking because you just ain't hearing
You turn away each time I speak
Now my soul is weary threadbare
thumbs
I'd threadbare my soul
And wheedle my way
Into other people's lives
And out of my own
Out of my own
Only tongue can tell
A threadbare alibi.....a lifetime full of promise
Fell from my Mary's eyes as she saw the screen door swing
The baby never woke......he lay cradled
my days are numbered
I'm gettin' threadbare and wearin' thin
And they'll replace me with another
But I'd do it all again
'Cause I've seen this
of boulders
If you could hold up her threadbare coat to the light
Where it's worn translucent in places
You'd see spots where
Almost every night
The half-backflip
Conception state hospital birth
The most threadbare, tall story the country has ever heard
Brought home to breath smoke in
The half-backflip
Conception state hospital birth
The most threadbare, tall story the country has ever heard
Brought home to breath smoke in the arms
and threadbare too low to get down
Almost out of gas but can't stand to sit down
God almighty, wish me luck, let me get to sleep
I'm trying to keep it all together
like a mile a minute
'cause I can either take it slow or yo I wild up in it
I'm pulling, yes 'cause fully dressed or threadbare they're nice
I twist my
family once more, alright now
Oh yeah, alright, babe
Lately, all my clothes have been so dirty and threadbare
They have been over used, my heart battered
won't matter when we're old
It won't matter when we're old
It matters now
Hopes worn down, you've got dreams rubbed thin
Threadbare, like the carpet
to climb
So stroke my cheek and lure me to your snare
Maybe I’m enough threadbare
Pale enough to rise
Keep pace with days & hail the race
That gives me
light
thread-bare and battle-scarred
but you made it through the fight
Can’t explain it
But you know it’s true
The hope you saw in other eyes before
is
Crumbles away
And I could bear it
Yes I could bear it
If you still knew me
And if I could help it
I'd trade our thousands
Of threadbare memories
For
and cornstalk rows
The hair on haunted head
He's yesterdays leftover
Has seen his better days
Though all is getting threadbare
Never mended his old ways
I fling the past behind me, like a robe
Worn threadbare at the seams, and out of date
I have outgrown it. Wherefore should I weep
And dwell upon its
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