I remember when I only cried. When I fell down. Everything was either black or white. But it's gray now. I remember when I learned of love. And the way she sings, and the way she sings.
There was blue green clay. On the banks that day. As we left the world behind. . It was upstream then. Like it's upstream now. In this livelong outside.
I stood under Ohio's skies. I could see the open fields for miles. I thought "what the hell am I doing back here again?". But now I'm trying to reassemble the things I kept and.
Waiting tables at your restaurant job. An old man reads the paper in the booth where I stop. To say hello when I'm in town. Ask a friend if you're around.
Meteor flower you settled in my life. Shine among the cut out stars and fireflies. Singing careful songs across a Technicolor night. Signals stronger pass between our silver satellites.
Room 421, an airport hotel. I know I should be sleeping. But it's too soon to tell. . If I'll fly out tomorrow. If I'll see her tomorrow. I hope that I will.
A beautiful dream. . I want to dream you. A beautiful dream. I want to hold you. In the dark it would seem. That no one sees me like you do. No one moves the way you move.
The day God closed her eyes. My mother says. She felt twenty angels. That came through the window and helped him to fly. . My sisters wept and I stepped.
Do you hear those distant voices. And sounds through the flames. The deafening drone of these clanking machines. In the lights it's the same. We're trying to free the sculpture from the stone.
Awaken to a world devoid of hope and faith. I don't want to look anymore. I turn it off but it won't go away. The pain of a high school end. . The rest in a young suicide.
I could feel from miles away. The time you spent and the games you played. In his eyes and his name upon your tongue. Oh, but I kept walkin'. . Through the pain and the desert sand.