Ones I was on my one and falling. Ones I was all alone and calling. For some one anyone to day. To help me just a little on my way. And then I took a look around.
Ones I was on my one and falling. Ones I was all alone and calling. For some one anyone to day. To help me just a little on my way. And then I took a look around.
All the streets are filled with laughter and light. And the music of the season. And the merchant's windows are all bright. With the faces of the children.
Jamaica was the lovely one. I played her well. As we lay in the tall grass. Where the shadows fell. Hiding from the children. So they would not tell. We would stay there.
A lady stands before an open window. Staring so far away. She can almost feel the southern wind blow. Almost touching her restless day. . She turns from her window to me.
Though Adam was a friend of mine. I did not know him well. He was alone into his distance. He was deep into his well. I could guess what he was laughing at.
All the streets are filled with laughter and light. And the music of the season. And the merchants windows are all bright. With the faces of the children.
Till I go down. Till I go down. Till I go down. I'm not gonna shut my eyes. Till I go down. I'm not gonna shut my eyes. I've already seen the lies. On the faces of the men of war.
God is great, God is good. He guards your neighborhood. Though it's generally understood. Not quite the way you would. You try to take the slack. Stay awake and watch his back.
Your father was a rounder. He played that rock and roll. A leaper and a bounder. Down to his gypsy soul. The music was his angel. And sorrow was his star.
I've been waiting for something to happen. For a week or a month or a year. With the blood in the ink of the headlines. And the sound of the crowd in my ear.
I can't keep up with what's been going on. I think my heart must just be slowing down. Among the human beings in their designer jeans. Am I the only one who hears the screams.
It was a ruby that she wore. On a chain around her neck. In the shape of a heart. In the shape of a heart. It was a time I won't forget. For the sorrow and regret.
As if I really didn't understand. That I was just another part of thir plan. I went off looking for the promise. Believing in the Motherland. And from the comfort of a dreamer's bed.
Long before you ever saw your chances. You were gonna burn this city down. Tired of the fashions and the dances. Tired of the people standing around. Ticking like a bomb in the night.