Wonderin' where you're keepin' Watchin' everyday, for you Daddy Don't stay gone so long Oh Mama, how'd you get so far away Mama, won't you come on home
awake Wonderin' where you're keepin' Watchin' everyday, for you Daddy Don't stay gone so long Oh Mama, how'd you get so far away Mama, won't you come on home
known I'm back for my grizzly The sergeant, the cap, the mac holds 60 For rookies and vets I'll bang 'til it click So run and tell ya duela the ruger come
swore I thought I heard Come on home Come on home Can't bear the thought of you Out there on your own I've been waiting for you And your time had finally come
CHORUS Jack talked, Jack talked like Jack talked like a man on fire Jack talked, Jack talked like Jack talked like a man on fire Jack talked like a man
. families now forged by automobiles and airplanes. do these things make it easier to be close, or effortless to leave? these poor walls used to be called home
sirens scream a tune of panic. heartbeats rival the speed at which the pistons are pushing the engine. dispatched to the aid of black despondency. life
the bottom of your bag. barely among the living. forget forgiving. spark it up, and dive into a pool of your regrets that is quickly becoming a sea. why leave home
i've got to get off my back and put my words into action. i have laid motionless for much too long now. the dream is not dead. it's just laid dormant
there's no room for substance when you've got abundance, and who needs self respect when you've got fortune and fame. stepping stones labeled friends
baseball cards and matchbox-cars. let's pretend that we are rock-stars. let's build a ramp behind the house, and let's jump bikes off of it. let's make
shed your appendages. trade your skin for scales. venomous speech. your blood stained teeth. you won't stop until you've sucked us dry. you speak your
millstones disguised as milestones. you peer into the room that doesn't hold the things that you anticipated all your life. "the years you've wasted."
i've got a painting in my head (one that will not soon fade) of twisted metal and broken glass. they say it all will fade in time, but it's tattooed
white houses and black roofs. rooms that appear to be empty, but are filled with imagination. picture your love. inhabiting this lonely chair. this is where they come
Phantoms dance in semantics. There's no pure way to describe what I'm feeling. [Chorus:] But I'll still try to crystallize my lifetime. So when I
The fields have been emptied The trees are naked weeping for spring The sun is sleeping longer as last of the green tries on it's winter clothes The