I was the kid in that picture. Lost in the green grass. Gimme a scene on the silver screen. Buy me a beer or a love supreme. Happy the man in the promise land.
I was the kid in that picture. Lost in the green grass. Gimme a scene on the silver screen. Buy me a beer or a love supreme. Happy the man in the promise land.
Well I had super heroes. Silver patroned saints. I've seen the movie. I even made that face. . I been building it up and tearing it down. Doing it all my life.
I got a message. Oh as I was told. Summer's fadin'. And California seems old. . Lucinda, Lucinda. A child of the water. Lucinda, Lucinda. A child of the sea.
When my high top sneakers hit the ground. On the run from heavens' hand me downs. I want to see your face. When I fall from grace, baby. . Hold me close in the New York night.
We sing along, to broken song. We work all week, in double speak. We celebrate like strangers. . I can make it happen. I can make it happen. Little Star.
Some might wake up in a doorway. Some sit in mansions sick and sad. Some decay without the glory. And never realize what they had. . I'm not wasting away my dreams.
Marylin's queen of the scene. In a humble abode. By the bowling green. Marylin she collects names. With picture profile computer games. To hang on. . In the modern world.
Coming down on a Monday. Another work day. When I saw her the first time. She tapped her nails on my window. She said let's go. And we left it all behind.
I was thinking about another time still in my mind. When I used to know a little girl high on this world. . Your baby loves you more than you know. Raised on rivalry and rock 'n' roll.
The city was changing. The cigarette hit the spot. Oh a simple distraction. From to have and have not. . And the radio went silent. And all our heroes had died.