Summer was the season. When he took a ride. Women were the reason. And they say whiskey was the slide. . Living on the action. Till it took him down. Crawled into his bottle.
And a cool, cool rain comes down. On a world burned by the sun. And the moon arises like a child. And the moment is undone. And the stars never say what they see.
Squirmin' like a live wire. Vaporizing red line. Gonna take her down. Yeah I'm really gonna make her motor run, oh yeah. . No brakes can't stop. In a ditch to the top.
I really want to know. What you had in store. I couldn't really tell. Perhaps it's just as well. I came here with a dream. And I just had to see. If my dream would soar.
An offering of reasons. We put them all and play. A covering of treasons. That one by one we let slip away. . A solitary dancer so lost upon her stage.
In this city of raw emotion. What's this message you bring to me. In my world of blind devotion. You were there. But I could never see. . Damien. Is your heart harder.
I haven't thought about you for awhile. It seemed so far away. I keep your picture hidden in a file. Of favorite one act plays. Like pieces of myself.
Someone. Got themselves a letter. In the mail the other day. It's already worn and tattered. And I guess. It gives away. . All the things we keep inside.