I'm complication, live wire down. I'm agitation, distorted sound. You're celebration, a girl on a swing. Passion and patience, an unbroken ring. It's simple, simple, simple.
Let us be humbled tonight. In these depths show us the light. Give us peace, lay down the mighty. In these depths, show us the light, please. . Oh God, I pray to thee.
Count down the rings. Or pick up the phone. But she's sure to know. That you're not alone. More on the side. And less at the home. Dust and dry earth.
You opened the door and in came the night. Curled 'round a woman and turned out the light. And finally got it figured out. But it's too late to go back now.
Someone's in the backyard banging on the door. Daddy's gone away, he's coming back no more. His baby's curled up on a stranger's floor. Momma's thinking family dinners weren't too much to ask for.
I was 18 and so were you. I was that birkenstock geek rock dude. You were the back flip, doe-eyed,. Tree-climbing, earth-mama, beautiful evergreen girl.
I've got gardens growing, got quiet days. Clothes on my back, food on my plate. Got friends to help me if I call for them. I don't need anything that I don't have.