There's a place where all roads end. A place where we can meet again. If things begin to end. I hope that I can make amends. Hey kid there's nothing wrong with you.
I believe what I believe. And hope that I am not deceived. By little details I receive. For you know I never look twice. . Something far outside of me.
Now my heart begins to bleed. Dee dee dee dee dee ooh oh. Who will find me. Take care and side with me. . Dee dee dee dee dee dee dee. Where has all our loving gone.
Where hae ye been sae braw, my lad?. Where hae ye been sae brankie, O?. Where hae ye been sae braw, my lad?. Cam ye by Killiecrankie, O?. . An ye hae been where I hae been.
We all make our plans, we all have our choices. Try on different faces, talk in other voices. I said a lot of things that never let me sleep. Made promises I really meant to keep.
Who saw the fences falling?. Who broke the ploughman's bread?. Who heard the winter calling?. Who wore the tailor's thread?. . How many sheaves were counted?.
I believe in strangers wherever they may be. All the souls who shape the world look pretty strange to me. I never met no president or shook a Gandhi's hand.
Subalashii asaga akelu. Yoakega yobikakelu. Kokorono izumiga wakidelu. Yumeno yo. . I feel the power of a stranger inside me. A force of magic surrounds me.
I'd better be leaving. She said then she whispered. They're waiting for me at the fairground tonight. I'll never be back and I'll never be missed. But I leave something here.
It's a holy place if you see things that way. Then they rattle the bones and the analysts play. From his backward collar on a worn out book. Another working class poet with an abstract look.
If beauty is an ecstasy and anger keeps you poor. A hungry man is never free, a rich man never cured. Things were never what they used to be. Now every crowd has its silver lining, we all got stuff to sell.
Heave lads, an audience awaits. Heave lads, the final scene is set. Heave lads, curtains clear the debt. Waiting in empty halls. Smiling between the walls.
The seas turning black. The sky turning red. And someone talking in my bed. I know I've got to chase the devil tonight. For the time is here. But the way, way is long.
Down at the corner store. Never busy any more. He's in the back room talking pie. In there all by himself. Counting bugs up on the shelf. Watching the window fill with flies.
I wanna tell ya 'bout a girl. You know, she lives in room 29. Why, why that's the one right up top a mine. I start to cry, I start to cry. . Oh I hear her walkin'.
Ah wanna tell ya 'bout a girl. You kno, she lives in Apt. 29. Why... that's the one right up top a mine. Ah start to cry, Ah start to cry. O ah hear her walkin.