There's something in your eyes. Is everything alright?. You look up to the sky. You long for something more. . Darling, give me your right hand. I think I understand.
Do you remember. When time wasnt an issue at all. It was where you were going. How far you could walk. . Do you remember?. Do you remember?. . Do you remember.
I am at ease in the arms of a woman. Although now. most of my days i spend alone. A thousand miles. from the place i was born. But when she wakes me. She takes me back home.
"Let us be lovers, we'll marry our fortunes together. I've got some real estate here in my bag". So we bought a pack of cigarettes and Mrs. Wagner's pies.
Remember the days when you held me tight. In love and it felt so right. Those days are gone but I'm still in love. Never give up cause I need your touch.
On the verge of ruin. You'll see it all clear. How steep the fall is. How long way back is. . On the verge of success. It's all white and fluffy. Horizons are blurred.
Abram, either wake up or go to bed. You're sleepwalking with a delirious head. You were programmed a long, long, long time ago. Your stories are old, old and your acclimation is slow.
put him in the ground six feet down. till you hear that coffin sound. you can weep and you can moan. that old boy ain't never coming home. . another man done a full go round (2 times).
Driven through by her own sword,. summer died last night, alone.. Even the ghosts. huddled up for warmth.. Autumn has come to my hometown.. . Friendly voices, dead and gone,.
Sending the first scouts over. Back from the place beyond the dawn:. Horse, bear your broken soldier. Eyes frozen wide at what went on. . And Time, in our camp, is moving.
Words & music by Jen Foster. . When the light of love surrounds you. When the dark of night confounds you. When the shadow life astounds you. Breathe in, and say amen, amen, once again.
Words & music by Jen Foster. . Won't you please tell me just where you're going. I'm on edge with this uncertainty. I know I have made it hard to get to know me.
Its not the fear of seeing new days, but its the fear of seeing your eyes. full of august promises and september curses. and helping your hands with wayward stabbings.
We falter, forgive, when the hinges break. We spiral, impact, and watch the high chairs fall. . Using all defence, they drew us inside their curfews. Breaking hold of functions, mark my words,.
As I Can. --------. Our life in the water. Is not what it once was. I was thinking yesterday. That I might go ashore. . But This is where I'll stay. And This is where I live.
Another Autumn. --------------. Will you walk out with me. I've been wishing for this saved dance. I don't know why we're running unexpected. This is altogether really, altogether too much sitting.
An Old Sunday. -------------. Atticus of an old Sunday. When you past me sitting on the step. On the porch, waiting for thunder. And all of you came by like a parade.
Now I want the sun,. to swing my feet, Washington Harbor.. Dogs may come around. and they won't care that I'm a stranger.. Oh, it's over.. Oh, it's over, all the weather.
There are the days I cannot know. or understand,. a piano in a moving van, way behind. at the light.. . And a wave is rolling over. a wave is moving over.
Fucked and so lonely. Waiting for you to realize where we've gone wrong. Fuck you, this song I made for you. And you know you don't deserve it don't you?.