brothers, Picked himself up from hustling,drugs and gutters Doing time on the inside, he found a higher power Now, back with a mission to help us help each other
I'm siphoning gass from the high school bus Into the tank of my beat-up bug So I can drive away from the shouting and misery I drive into the night
Pulling on the apron strings looking up Standing on the chair to be grown up I feel so little, I need my pillow I hate the time, I hate the clock
Why do you think she wears those black boots... Why do you think she dyes her hair black... She's awfully insecure She's trying to be cool She's
Goya and El Greco, Gaugin and Van Gogh Painted light in the darkness, chiaroscuro Imagine we were a painting A woman and a man, Two lovers on a canvas
Carmen, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know if I can go back Carmen I'll never be never be never be the same again Carmen The way you set the
Tell me how the story will unfold, I know you see everything. Tell me all about the torch and scroll, I know you know everything. So why do you
Love, love You make me feel like a sticky pistil... leaning into a stamen You make me feel like a mister sunshine... Himself You make me feel like splendor
I remember the pain in my mother's eyes, I remember the pain of her compromise years ago. I always wanted to help to make it go away, I didn't know
I keep walking down the same city streets The same city lines, to the same lonely beat People say hello but I don't know what to say I don't know how
Litte boy, tries to hide, From the fire in his backyard. Burning cross, white cloth, It's the second time this year. Hitler's brothers are still
of all things And I believe in love to be the way To find our inner light Thank you for waiting through my lovers Knowing we could come home to each other
Long white arms Losing their strength and form Sixty year man on twenty year old skin Skeleton, your eyes have lost their warmth Look to your father
So open up your morning light And say a little prayer for I You know that if we are to stay alive And see the peace in every eye She had two babies
Whether it be across the sea, Kosovo,Baghdad,Korea Or here at home, right under our fingertips In new slavery prison systems Holding one in four
ll buy a way out of here Or maybe a new Lexus jeep Or just a friend (Am I dreamin'? Am I dreamin'?) There's Mr. roberts,Juan and Paul All waiting for
I nearly died I suicided softly I saw her shadow through the cafe window I watched you lean across the table I watched you whisper in her ear And
I am not the person who is singing I am the silent one inside I am not the one who laughs at people's jokes I just pacify their egos I am not my house
