Thought it was easy to fall in love but you, you, you. You're different this much I know yeah, you, you, you. It might be your guile. It could be your
's just one way of the mind of man Take their lives, sell their parts But there is no taking of their hearts If I was lost at sea That harpoon boat in
Unsealed, on a porch a letter sat Then you said, "I wanna leave it again" Once I saw her on a beach of weathered sand And on the sand I wanna leave her
a little While." I held her close, I kissed her our last kiss. I found the love that i Knew I had missed. Well now she's gone. even though I hold her tight. I lost
Oh please let it rain today This city is so filthy, like my mind in ways And oh where's the time, like a clean new taste Smiling eyes before me, inches
: Down. Fall by the wayside no getting out. Down. Cry me a river dried up and dammed. The names can be changed but the place is still the same. I am
: Thought it was easy to fall in love but you, you, you. You're different this much I know yeah, you, you, you. It might be your guile. It could be your
: Exponentially serving. Perpetually unnerving. Vehicle swerving. The adjectives they are all a-blurring. Freud walking the sidelines clipboard scoring
: Ooh, yeah. Ooh, yeah. Mmm, Wide awake and he shakes in a panic. Never woke up alone ever before. Had his woman long as he can remember. Tries to forget
: Nothin' left for me... I can't live down here no more. I can't fall from a tree, I got wings, it ain't my fault. Understand what's right... It's so
: Paint a picture forty shades of gray. Light your pillow. Lay back. Watch the flames. I'll tell a story but no one would listen that long. It's hard
: Hey fellas have you heard the news? Oh yeah. The women in this town are being missused. Oh yeah. Yeah I seen it all in my dreams last night. Oh yeah
: Take a ladder up to my room. Take a ladder up to the moon. I am a light reflected off of the moon to you. So faraway, running out of room. Running
: 1, 2, 1, 2 1, 2, 1 2 3 4 Every beach has a clown who thinks he knows it all. Hang-ten outta Santa Fe when surf comes out tomorrow lets go! And he'
: Sailing on my every step. Inching off of the earth. Is magnified by the things I've done. The thing that I've become. Every lift of my hand. Coffee
: It's five below in evidence. The winded eves and sideways snow. His eminence has yet to show. Follow the ageless tide. Follow the angled light. Follow
: Cold wind blows on the soles of my feet Heaven knows nothing of me I'm lost, nowhere to go Oh, when I was a kid...oh, how magic it seemed Oh, please
: Oh please let it rain today. This city's so filthy. Like my mind in ways. Oh it was the time. Like a clean new taste. Smiling eyes before me and tears