[Verse 1]. If you're bored, Ray, you could move to Norway. You don't believe in anything so you can always be at home. If you're leaving, thoughts can be deceiving.
i'm there too. I see myself in you. In everything you do. And when you're all alone at night. You know I am by your side. Cuz I'm there too. . I see me in your eyes.
Two cigarettes glowed on the front porch swing. . The wind picked up and brought her closer to him. His sweet whisper is like a double fudge sundae. And the credits rolled, her sigh had a musical bend.
I set down my fairy tales. I tipped my glass over on the bed. Somehow somebody laughed. Though it was only me and my mess. Somewhere somebody. Sang a pretty little lullaby.
It's still kinda early to watch the sun go rising anyway. Even if it rises this time everyday. It's still kinda early to watch the engine spit and cough.
Fools, they think they, for sure, know something. oh, of moons and stars,. of broken hearts and dreams.. But, me, I swear that I know nothing. but for nothing's always been enough for me..
And the same when autumn comes. Cold air I breathe in my lungs. Something's new but nothing's changed. Familiar feelings just the same. . Soon too the warm air comes by.
Hey, girl, in your summer blouse. Walking down the beach road from your house. How I'm thinking what to say to you. But I'm weak and stupid when I'm near you.
Every day passing by is overdue. Is there a reason why I should stay with you. If you can't keep a lie, you can't keep the truth. And you know that's the way, it must be.
Billy was a young boy throwing bricks. Running through town with his finger flipped. Crying inside for the love he missed. Kissing your face with pale fist.
I said, "David, put that seven-inch on. about loving bad boys and then dance with me.". He said, "Silly ass bitch, that's my favorite song.". He put it on and we danced around like monkeys..
they can't be talking to me. this isn't real. how can i stop the nothing?. i'm just a little girl. . three thousand miles between most of your friends.
flying, sailing, dying, same thing. . when you get to heaven find all of my friends there. tell them that i miss them and i'll see them when i'm done here.
it seemed like everyone i knew was dying. i looked in the mirror and i was on fire. somebody yelled out "hey, stop, drop, and roll!". i said "that might save my skin, but it won't save my soul..
Fall back into the snow, sink deep. Bury all the troubles that you keep. Follow close to the places your heart needs. . Just for a little while, just for a little while.
Young boy grows up in South Carolina. Raised on "aint no point. This world's got nothin' for ya'". He goes missing like a blue moon for about an hour.
You are a clear glass jar. A firefly inside. You might shine against the glass. But you will never fly. Baby, do you turn it on to keep the gloom at bay?.
I heard about, I heard about your daddy got sick. Drove down to the river to die alone. Seven days, seven days till they found him all. Wrapped up in a blanket on the boat.
well i got another letter in the mail today. after 27 lines i hadn't a thing to say. it said "i love you little brother but i don't know why you let your hair get long and your soul grow tired".
as our ships sails under moonlight. the mighty north-wind blows. there's a scream come from the cabin. not a sailor could have known. is it he who killed the captain?.