She says the joys of life are lost among the living. So I guess all those souvenirs are for her health. She gives me quarters for the phone. And every time I feel alone.
Downtown Vancouver. Digging through your bag. Ripping out the pages of the local music mag. . You missed the show last summer. But now you've got your chance.
Down the road and on the right hand side. There's a place I sometimes like to dine. Coffee refills far as I can see. I'll be waking. Are you watching me?.
Oh and on the screen my love and trust is making out with other guys. And I drank not enough to make me drunk and just enough to make me tired. And it's too easy to be awful to the ones you need the most.
You decide to be alone. And hell it's cold enough to hibernate. So let her drift into the snow. It's where she chooses how to operate. . Might be time to pack her in.
We'll drive until the gas is gone. Then walk until our feet are torn. Crawl until we feed the soil. Film the whole thing. It's all business in the left-hand lane.
Oh when death does walk you home. They will take your bones. And rest them peacefully. . And if this is all too much. You know death, and such. What's the rush.
She might be wearing a green chemise. And a hat that she bought 'cause it matches her jeans. And the water she drinks well it comes from a stream. By the house she might win in that hospital lottery.
Those dying breeds. Gather beneath. Old fallen trees. Bits of leaves. . And if only we'd know,. may see that tomorrow. . Oh, carry me. Four hands, eight feet.
Turn the bars into cars. And wait for the lights to change. And take shape of people we used to know. 'Til they grow less fond of knowing. . And we can ride in the night.
Through the night, I'll drive toward the city. Carry on to the edge of the morn'. Should the daylight forgive the awful things that I did. You might let me do more.
I don't want to be a pioneer. A singer sings a sad song when he's sad. But honey, all these years I've been upset. I've slowly turned the kind of blue.
We are young. We have years ahead maybe. We might fall in love. Fall apart. Fall apart. Before it ends. Well we should try to start. . So I'll go but I'm telling you I don't wanna go.