Well a train blows a whistle before it pulls away. But no word or warning do you say. One minute right beside me, another you're a thousand miles away.
Well I'm off to see the wizard in his castle on the hill. And I never once have known him and I do not know him still. Because his face it is magnificent but you'll never see his hands.
Would it make a difference if I spoke more quietly?. Can you hear me if I barely breathe?. Would it make it easier if I was not here at all?. Would it help you make this feel small?.
Every little wasted word and every little wasted smile. And every little wasted year, every little wasted mile. We're gonna leave them all right here.
I'm losing my faith again, losing my open hand. Losing my how and why, losing my great divide. And in this world where we are, who can say what's going too far?.
Once you've been bitten you get a little bit shy. Start looking round for anyplace that you can hide. Once you've been naked you get a thick, thick skin.
I'm so tired of not moving. My skin is stiff and sore. And I'm so tired of not looking. At that thing that we ignore. . And I'm so nervous that you'll see me.
It's a thin, thin sky, can't always hold me down. It's a long, long day by the time the night rolls around. Now it's all hashed out and we've shaken on the deal.
Pinch me, wont you pinch me?. I think Im stuck in some bad dream. Where all the things I thought I know. Theyre not quite what they seem. . Cause werent you the one who pleaded.
This thing is like the loch ness monster. People say it's somewhere down there. Know you'd like to believe it 'cause it's such a good story. But so far you have not seen hide nor hair.
I love North Dakota. 'Cause you have never been there. And the days go on forever. And the towns all look the same. . And I can ride the back roads. And I can walk the main streets.
Came to a land where the morning don't wait for the break of day. Nighttime comes as a surprise. Picked myself up, took myself far, far away. Far away from a big hearted man who looks into my eyes, says.
Hail ya ho boys, let her go boys. Turn her head 'round into the weather. Hail ya ho boys, let her go boys. Sailing homeward to Mingalay. . What care we how wild the Minch is?.
I was born in the middle of an ice storm. On the longest night of the year. And that frozen rain on the old window pane. Was the first sound I ever did hear.
You find me clenched and crumpled like a letter I wrote but never sent. You pull me up and shake me out. And now I can stand here and say just what I meant.
Look at how the twilights fading, all the night birds serenading. And Im helpless to that thin and hopeful tune, you know. The lightning bugs and the whiskey make tonight a little risky.
Your love is like too much sugar. Too much sugar me to eat. Nothing wrong with a little sugar. But too much sugar's too damn sweet. . Your love is like too much water.
Gravity don't work on me. The ground don't pull me down. I can jump any thing I come to. I do not need to come down. . Driving back from your house. It's first gear all the way home.
You live in your prison, the one that you choose. You'd do anything to have nothing to lose. And you got scared of escaping just a little too soon. You give up your shovel and dig with a spoon.
Here we go. . East of the mountains and west of the sea. My love lies weeping for me. Now I'm west of everything, I'm out here on my own. Weeping for the only love I've known.