Well, the clouds didn't look like cotton, they didn't even look like clouds. I was underneath the weather and all my friends looked a crowd. The swimmin' hole was full of rum, I tried to find out why.
So close and yet so far away. And all the things I'd hoped to say. Will have to go unsaid today. Perhaps until tomorrow. . Fears have built a wall between.
Won't say I love you, babe. Won't say I need you, babe. I'm gonna get you babe. And I will not do you wrong. . Living's mostly wasting time. I'll waste my share of mine.
Well, the name she gave was Caroline. The daughter of a miner. An' her ways were free, an' it seemed to me. That sunshine walked beside her. . She'd come from Spencer, across the hill.
By townes van zandt. . Among the strangest things I ever heard. Was when a friend of mine said "man, let's get some thunderbird". I said "what's that? " he just started to grin.