Hold up the firing line. Hold up the firing. Walk away counting backwards from nine. . Hold up the firing line. Hold steady on the trigger's time. Walk away counting backwards from nine.
I heard a story about a boy. Who was swept off the deck. The sweeping tide swept the sea over his neck. But it did not end there. The boy began to swim.
There was a decorated general with a heart of gold. That likened him to all the stories he told. Of past battles, won and lost and legends of old. A seasoned veteran in his own time.
Drop into the mystery of a whip. Speak, repeat, I'm not listenin'. Sit up undress, we'll do the rest. Tongues as long as hallway carpets. . I ride a tear.
Wind blew and her hair stood still, he sits beneath her window sill. She awaits the magic in his hands. He walks her out into the night and takes her in a different light.
I'm not crazy like my brother but it's the way that I choose. I don't hang around with a sixpence when I got everything to lose. Would you bring my money and take from me all that I was worth?.
Would you be the wind to blow me home?. Would you be a dream on the wings of a poem?. And if we were walking through a cloud. Well, you know I'd be proud.
We hear the dealers with the words. That ride the tails. Of their cigarette smoke. Sliding through the tunnels of our ears. . Those greasy marionettes.
Hey, hey, hey. Hey, hey, hey. Hey, hey, hey. . Well I'm moving kind of slow. Down that same old path. Wasting time inside this hour glass. She's coming up ahead now, and I feel, yes I feel.
Fallin', I am fallin' down the mountain once again. Fallin', I am fallin' down the mountain once again. . Does anybody know this man, can anybody understand?.
Dai Jesu achoinekwa ndaizofara naye. Dai Jesu achoinekwa ndaizofara naye. Taizofara naye, fara naye. Taizofara naye, fara naye. . Dai Jesu achoinekwa ndaizofara naye.
Old man river said, "You can go your own way. If you just leave him alone 'cause your man's out". Do not deliver all your things today. We are going home.