Why are you thinking again little brother. When you know there's a story for every wrong. But I won't be around in the morning. Can only pray there's no harm in me moving on.
Oh I wish I was the sparrow in your kid's eye. Like a fly above is summer all day long. On an island in the heart he has to carry. Past the many you have let into your song.
By the eyes of the very young. It's a sudden good attack. Born of the weakness my oys and I. Carry anger forth and back. But we'll make it somehow. You've all what's mine.
I never knew I was a lover,. Just cause I steal the things you hide,. Just cause I focus while we're dancing,. Just cause I offered you a ride.. . Still I am not from Barcelona,.
I've set the rain. to be cold and hard. I've set the sun to. be bright and sharp. To wake you up. from your hollow dream. I'll shake your bed. with a thunder strike.
Oh, meet me when the morning fails on the fields of desire. Oh, meet me when I lost my part in the choir of dusk. Where the promise to lead what is right.
Well if I ever see the morning. just like a lizard in the Spring. I'm gonna run out in the meadow. to catch the silence where it sings.. . I'm gonna force the Serengeti.
Now the snow will fall and the lover's call. Will be drenched out by the shatterin' of verse. As the seasoned shifts lonely minds will drift. On the ocean in a build above its lore.
Well there were days when you thought you would just go under. And though weakens that you never understood. When you flew from the bar only 17. You didn't bleed and no one ever thought you would.
We have clear blue waking skies. and the morning after. and memories of gold on the run. flying around. was there a drunken cloud. over someone just empty.
Oh I was sent to find the lonesome place. Where I was lost but left to trace. By carving riddles on the lonesome vine.. . Oh but rumor has it that I wasn't born,.
There's a palace a-fallin'. There's a smoke in the sky. There's a boy running down into the lowlands tonight. And he's catching a train to where he's heard you have been.
Well some may say it's not even funny. And there you stand not even trying. They say it is in line with the angel. Sometimes noise is just your mind. .