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every time I see you
it gets a little worse
perhaps things are getting better
but how can one be so sure?
so I will take it slowly so that I can rest assure
wait until tomorrow goes away
in the evening when I wake up
I would love to hear you say
oooh oooh
wait until tomorrow goes away
wait until tomorrow goes away
wait until tomorrow goes away
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brothers hold the line till we got something
this world is way too small to feel like nothing
i was found near the train tracks looking so homeless at you
you came like a copper
you said, "son it's time to move"
my love is coming i can barely hardly wait around
when my mother left the bat was the only one here
he is just a reason why i'm still here
my mother's well spoken, though i didn't get that gene
but yes, i lost it, and yes, my eyes they are green
my love is coming i can barely hardly wait around
well if you hide your questions there's no answer
i finally found the cure for my own cancer
my love is coming i can barely hardly wait
my heart is thumping i can feel it more with every beat
my love is coming i can barely hardly wait around
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I'm a wandering soul
I got no place of my own
Well I got nothing to give
Well I got nothing to show for it
And I'll be wondering all, for all my years
What I become no one could know
If you're feeling what I'm feeling c'mon
All you soul searching people c'mon
And I got something to say my friends
I will never lay down without a fight
And when I die it will be the day
When every one of my wrongs will be made right
Only times gonna heal my pain
Lord knows the mistakes I will make
Yeah there'll be peace on my soul someday
Reconside I'll be on my way
And I'll be wondering all, for all my years
What I become no one can say
If you're feeling what I'm feeling c'mon
All you soul searching people c'mon
Oh no, if you're feeling what I'm feeling c'mon
All you soul searching people c'mon
And I'll be wondering all, for all these years
What I become no one could know
If you're feeling what I'm feeling c'mon
All you soul searching people c'mon
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the years have been turning on
you left me at home
to carve my own stone
i cried picking up pride
oh granite won't lie
we all got along
well it's true
build this for you
a house fit for two
is too small for you
our son is losing his mind
his drugs that he hides
you can see in his veins
the steps he's needing to take
his back it might brake
we both need you here
it's true
i build this for you
a house fit for two
is too small for you
it's a shame
leave you to blame
changing your name
and left him insane
return like a prodigal sheep
it's cold in the keep
but i have you here
i work hard then watch some tv
you staring at me
what are you doing there
get up
lay down your crown
what are you doing now
say i'm tired as hell
yeah i'm broke
ain't got as much as you
to tell you the truth
still am your man
it's true
i build this for you
a house fit for two
is too small for you
it's a shame
leave you to blame
changing your name
and left me insane
the words on the tip of your tongue
like a song i once sung
and you threw it away
that tune
old melody
had hope in its ring
those years never came
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its such a strange vine
wrapped around my neck bone
twisted up between my steps
between my steps
I'm tripping and falling over
things we just couldn't get over
i tried my best
to get it off my chest
songs we never wrote
seeds they wouldn't sow
were taking it all to the end
and we're planting our own garden
the sun came
while you were shining
the tide flew
when we were writing a symphony
in the key of D
songs that had lost their luster
finally they found their color
we made jokes
about starting a new band
six years working this whole plan
maybe ill make a home with you
its been the -----------------------
these brake lights
and city limits
i can't afford the truth
we are two indians in the same canoe
maybe i'll just start something new
we're taking it all to the end
and we're planting our own garden
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Streetwalker knows how to strut right
She knows the truth
Bad boys walking through the corridor
God knows what they're gonna do.
Darkness paraded across the headlines:
'Little girl stolen from her bedroom,'
Homeless, beat to death, or put out
Hopeless... greedy and cruel.
Oh why can't I feel for you?
My heart is so black to you--
Oh--
Her head was spinning like a hurricane,
Tina was singing her name
Old men like to rape her in the red light
She's too young and numb to complain
Little boy bought at the age of six,
Down the street he's wearing a dress
Look at his face, you won't see no innocence
He's got so much experience
Oh why can't I feel for you?
They lie, what can I do?
Oh Love, set me free!
Set me free!
Come on and set me free!
Oh Lord, set me free!
Set me free!
Come on and set me free!
Underground... the German Casanova
Underground... The Panamanian Queen
He whispers, "Down here, the law will never find you.
Down here I am your God and King"
It's a sin to sit and just do nothing,
There's a special place in hell for me
Oh God I just gotta do something
I swear to God this is happening--
Oh Love, set me free!
Set me free!
Come on and set me free!
Oh Lord, set me free!
Set me free!
Oh, it could have been me.
Oh Lord, set them free!
Set them free!
It could have been me.
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eighteen and jaded
with guns in their hands
they were fighting for freedom
and just what is that
bills to the banks
and food for the kids
money for college
but couldn't get in
made all the grades
but got taken to task
by a man in an alley
wearing a mask
screamed and she begged
as the people walked by
the man he just laughed
and the woman she cried
well its time all you people
to turn around
for the life we've been living
messing around
the blood we've been spilling
will bleed us dry
the life we've been killing
is the life like mine
the needle is sweet
and the snow it is pure
the pain I've been hiding from
I'm finding a cure
the night it is warm
well the light it is cold
the family I'm loving
I'm calling them home
my heart it is thumping
the veins they've been blue
the blood thats been pumping
still hasn't met you
the beard that I'm growing
not fully grown
the years are not coming
the way I thought they would
hoping and waiting
for something to sing
like the angels in heaven
the bones on the street
hoping for love
to find a new voice
the song thats needs singing
has already been sung before
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Living like they never thought they ever could
Paupers begging like the forest turned to soot
Burning out the sun
Gonna get mine before the end is come
Liars practice tricks for ten percent of growth
Conspire, represent the people in their homes
When I cursed this day
My voice was caught in a parade
Burning from your tale
Last year year you were placing bets
Bragging about your goals
Ways you made when no one made the roll
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There's no place to lay dead
When I can't stay awake
The growth I need is fettered with fear
My heels dug in my place
Keep your heart
Clasped into your hands
Your family just
Knows half of where you've been
The indian summer is better than nothing
Burn the sun in my skin
Bleeding bells of inner guilt
Salvation rays are thin
I say to myself
You don't need anyone
This world is fucked
Just as you have become
I stand as a man who's seen many things
My youth has made me strong
I see the fraught of the words I have said
Got nothing for anyone
The words that I speak
Are like the clinging hell
The songs that I sing
Been poisoning your well
Hands in my pockets
And down on my knees
I beg for will to change
I've spun around from the wheel that I spin
In one week I'll be the same
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Children shut your eyes
we'll tell you what to see
this world is burnin' down
and you're the ones to lead
now look into their hearts
all those who hold the lead
don't listen to their lies
they only want one thing
well i only want one thing
they'll rob you from the truth
and they'll steal you from our house
the blind leading the blind
don't hang around with their kind
cause i love the life i lead
and i know my enemies
well if God is on our side
well that's all you really need
well that's all we really need
well that's all i really need
follow down the road
i was led before you were born
no its not your choice
to pick your own fight
when you sitting second class
and as long as you're in control
speaking when you're asked
you make your own stand
and you take your own stand
well i'll make my own stand
and i take my own stand
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when your working is done
and you have nothing left to lose
why don't you just roll away
that's gone, its locked you up
when your platter is full
and it feels like there is no place to land
when will you all run out of gas
yeah it happens so fast
leaving town for ¿sell to pal?
I recall all the nights that we built
with our hands and feet
making peace with the voice in our head
that goes, just stop, won't lie dead
it just bleeds
let the proud ¿profound? that is read or i'm on to my pride
i'm just to hollow inside
let it echo in time
just to get it, through my head
and bound to the gorgeous light of the sun
in which I can never out run
even with my prohibitions, just in fun
the sun's got my shine
the sun's got my pride
I could run but I'd never live without your light
the sun's got my shine
the sun's got my pride
I could run but I'd never live without your light
live without your light
live without your light
live without your light
when your working is done
and you got nothing left to loose
why don't you just roll away
that stone, its locked you up
in your room
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