Oh, there's something that you got really drives me up the wall You got me spinning 'round and 'round, I'm heading for a fall You got me floatin', I'm
He walked the highway. He felt the sky and he wished to be part of a peaceful past. Awake in the hallway. I can't bring you down my way. I'm waiting for
Slave with words to form your dig in Got half a hand in hardly missing In spitting distance, spit the image Got your lips swimming in it The home is
Mind stump. Here's my conclusion. Twelve phone calls and a postcard. This room is dim, why not turn the lights out. What more is it we're losing? I can
take the hip from the battlefield under awning yawning like fallen limb i'm just as much a part of it i'm just as much a part of it but i take my own
you're just skin. you're just eyes. wearing clothes and breathing in, it's never any problem starting again. that must be why you can't smile. that explains
awake and pacing, preoccupied by the clattering trays, stuck in a daze by the fuzzy ceiling radio and rusty hangings that say, "you love us because we
parental stereo mute pointed to an instrumental voice instead so hitting skin on speed he red eyes while with me she in the waiting room reading into
[Originally by Billy Bragg] I went out drinking with Thomas Paine He said that all revolutions are not the same They are as different as the cultures
put the cans safely back on the shelf. take a breath, grab a hold of yourself. if i had a headache for every other bad day you're dragging around, i'd
we sit there on the tracks it's a place where nothing else seems to matter. the whole world disappears. there's no more wars, no more guns, not more
This happened in the past, I should've learned my lesson real fast. It's no surprise I lost again. You turn and look my way, maybe there's a chance some
take a circle. and a straight line. put a match against the open end. feel it burning. see the burning. breathe the burning. until it's extinguished again
you ask whats on my mind. what does that look on my face mean. why don't i ever tak about it. inside i crack and wind. sometimes its difficult to think
The sun comes up, over your house, over your head. Today, simplicity makes you wish you were dead. I heard you cut and ran. This time I don't care. How
thought of you yesterday, think it's illegal. but i'm running free otherwise, free as a bird. there's no breaking point, no barbed wire army waiting patiently
tonight i'll run away tonight i'll run away tonight will be the night that i learn to fly i'll learn to fly, run away catch me - catch me tonight i'
you amidst your machines gone mad and dreamy a jar of roses old anemic from bright to brown burners on to keep the plants warm to keep the air good to
