I chase your every footstep. and I follow every whim.. When you call the tune I'm ready. to strike up the battle hymn.. My lady of the meadows ---. My comber of the beach ---.
Words get written. Words get twisted.. Old meanings move in the drift of time.. Lift the flickering torches. See gentle shadows change. the features of the faces cut in unmoving stone..
She moves with machinery for the fancy sports car trade.. Part of the industrial process: she sees that they stay made.. She works from early A.M. They work her to the bone..
Roll yer own. Don't mean you got no money.. Only that you got no opportunity to shake it with that friend of mine.. Roll yer own if you can't buy readymade;.
There's a black cat down on the quayside.. Ship's lights, green eyes glowing in the dark.. Two young cops handing out a beating:. know how to hurt and leave no mark..
Savage night on a misty island. Lights wink out in the. canyon walls.. Two old boys in a stolen racer. Black rubber contrails in. the unwashed halls..
Now is the solstice of the year. Winter is the glad song that you hear. Seven maids move in seven time. Have the lads up ready in a line. . Ring out these bells.
What a sight for my eyes. To see you in sleep.. Could it stop the sun rise. Hearing you weep?. You're not seen, you're not heard. But I stand by my word..
Well, I saw a bird today --- flying from a bush and the. wind blew it away.. And the black-eyed mother sun scorched the butterfly. at play --- velvet veined..
Rare and precious chain --. Do I have to tell you, tell you once again?. Under red lights, on soft nights, it all comes back to you.. Rare and precious chain --.
Over high plains, through the snow. Roll those tracks out, don't you know, I'm raising steam. Thin vein creeping, hot blood flow. Spill a little where the new towns grow.
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Through Northern Lights on back streets. I told the coachman,? Just drive me on. It's the same old destination. But the difference was to sing upon?. .