Best intentions bring joyless droughts. Pack your hacksaw come push me out. When your dentures prevent your smile. These adventures will fill your eyes.
A freeze of you. Is with me now. A freeze of you. With knitted brow. A freeze of you. Asking how I could. . A fury climb. To prove myself. A fury climb.
Are we having the time of our lives?. Are we having the time of our lives?. Are we coming across clear?. Are we coming across fine?. Are we part of the plan here?.
I walked with the river in kind of a dream. Hand in hand, the all-knowing river and me. To the clamour of rushes and deeply barren trees. A drunk making blossom, the blush to be seen.
I can't undo the day. It won't go, won't go under the rug. I pull out the stops. And you, you pull the plug. . These are sober days and I know it can't be.
I throw this to the wind. But what if I was right. Well, did you trust your noble dreams. And gentle expectations to the mercy of the night?. The night will always win.
Got to get out of TV. Just pick a point and go. The ticker tape tangles my feet. As I search for a face that I know. . Come on, tower crane driver. There's not so far to go.
The times they are a changing back. You know the heat is rising. I heard a million knuckles crack. Is it so surprising?. . I'm so sick of waiting. And I know you feel the same.
The fix is in. There's a nag gonna dance home at Epsom. The fix is in. Can't wait to see how it upsets them. . Too many times we've been postally pipped.
All my saints have taken bribes. Singing, "Going, going, gone.". All the angels taken dives. Leaving you the only one. . If I loose a sequin here and there.
So I'm there,. Charging around with a juggernaut brow. Overdraft speeches and deadlines to make. Cramming commitments like cats in a sack. Telephone burn and a purposeful gait.
The birds are the keepers of our secret. As they saw us where we lay. In the deepest grass of springtime. In a reckless guilty haze. . And they wove a sweet indifference.
Last of the men in hats hops off the coil. And a final scene unfolds inside. Deep in the rain of sparks behind his brow. Is a part replayed from a perfect day.
How dare the Premier ignore my invitations?. He'll have to go. So, too, the bunch he luncheons with. It's second on my list of things to do. . At the top is stopping by.
I haven't been myself of late. I haven't slept for several days. . But coming home I feel like I. Designed these buildings I walk by. You know you drive me up the wall.
A friend of mine grows his very own brambles. They twist all around him till he can't move. Beautiful, quivering, chivalrous shambles. What is my friend trying to prove?.
Stuff was started, things had ends. Stuff regarding all my friends. Some were married all were fine. These are good friends these are mine. . I got deep warm drunk.
Been climbing trees I've skinned my knees. My hands are black, the sun is going down. She scruffs my hair in the kitchen steam. She's listening to the dream I weaved today.
Come as you are, sweetheart. Come as you are. You know you've got nothing to prove. I'll put you to bed you can let it all go. You've been playing too rough lately.
We blew the doors didn't we?. Pissed in their champagne. And did a real thing didn't we?. Gave ourselves a name. And peeled away the shame. I wanted to explode.