Once divided, nothing left to subtract. Some words when spoken, can't be taken back. Walks on his own, with thoughts he can't help thinking. Future's above, but in the past he's slow and sinking.
Some folks find. That their role in life. Is to fail. At everything they try. . While other folks see. But not like me. There's one thing. That they're damn good at.
I don't see you through the windshield. I don't see you in faces looking back at me. Alcohol doesn't have much that matters to say. Can't imagine where you and time to kill will stay.
way in overhead. caught off guard by the gutter. everybody's spending his time. just building and making. someday someone will say, for what. nine to five in a blind alley.
Lost sight of ground, never been so down. Nothing here to stand on. It's a war-weary road another faceless tombstone. Nothing here to stand on. . Turn to face the wind may never get out.
When you find you can't somehow. Make it like all the rest. You won't need to scrounge. Around for someone else. . Torn between the unknown. And the place that you call home.
Every day is dreamlike, it seems like. In every way and that's why. When I look back on my life. It's like a slide show out of focus. . And as the carousel goes 'round.
Falling out the window. Tripping on a wrinkle in the rug. Falling out of love, dear. It hurt much worse when you gave up. . Just don't tell me which way I oughta run.
these lines don't work on me. they won't on you. didn't knew the cards were on the table. . just can't stand to see things turn out wrongno way to make things right.
Do you remember, remember D.Boon?. Part of what he was is a part of me now. And if you think back, where would he be?. Where would I be if time had allowed?.
Doesn't matter what you've said. Or what you've done. When you've lost your head. You're looking for a new one. . Your Heaven looks just like my Hell.