We can go and walk in the darkness. Get relief at each. Streetlight. I don't know how much it would cost us. . Probably more than I've spent in my whole life.
There's a hotel in my memory. Pink Flamingos and light flickering. From the TV screen. Come lay down here with me. . Your mom and. Dad are right outside.
He reminded me that the only way to. Keep aliens from reading. Your mind. Is to wear a tinfoil hat friend and wear it all the time. . Life keeps on changing.
Come dry me out. 'Cause I've been drinking all night. Before I pass out I need your ghost to tell me this bloodless voice. Is as meaningless as it sounds.
The clouds are holding up the dawn. They're stilts or crutches. I can't tell which one. To keep the short days looking longer. Or to keep the sunlight from falling on broken legs.
Lead me through these cities of imaginary trends. Something's gonna be changing come the morning time my friend. As fickle as these streets are they might not even wait around till then.
She swore out the lights when she said that she was. Only in it for the rain. She made of her bed a naive. Nativity. . Just in case it became - just in case.
Car 5032 of the union pacific. Is passing by on the right to. Bring back all the hopelessness. Of a trailer park in the old. . Mining town. Where the irony's laying thick on the ground.
What do I care? I'll clean up to make things. Look their very best, to feel my worst. What's inside is no longer mine to destroy. But all the same on each new Sunday.
Are you gonna die with that music inside?. Did you catch the twilight on your way into work?. You can live anything, you can think. Man, I'm not lying to you and yeah that's a threat.
This is what life feels like on the ground. I had a brother who was stationed up in Northern Hill Country. You know he never really came home. . We drove out east to Red River to see the high waters flow.