The thin horizon of a plan is almost clear My friends and I have had a tough time Bruising our brains hard up against change All the old dogs and the
Fare thee well my bright star I watched your taillights blaze into nothingness But you were long gone before I ever got to you Before you blazed past
I'm harboring a fugitive defector of a kind And she lives in my soul, drinks of my wine And I'd give my last breath to keep us alive Are they coming
All skate Now reverse I'm waking from a dream, the neighborhood is green All the sounds I've missed all the years Come down to wedding death and fear
on Heaven's Door" is a Bob Dylan song from 1973. The girls have been doing it now and then since at least 1988. There's something about the girls' version
thoughtful pose Gotta tend the earth if you want a rose My life is part of the global life I'd found myself becoming more immobile When I'd think a little girl
Ramblin' around your city Ramblin' around your town I never see a friend I know As I go ramblin' 'round boys As I go ramblin' 'round My mother hoped
Caramia Blank notebook and a back pocket fade You used to mock me Sometimes I would cry When I was home later 'Cause you hurt my feelings Why? Why? Why
Sittin' in Darwin's theory You're down in the forty-eight I'm practicin' politics You're practicin' guitar and stayin' out late How'd we get so turned
Remember everything I told you Keep it in your heart like a stone And when the winds have blown The winds have blown things round and back again What
Hey kind friend I don't know when I'll see you again On a ferry boat bound to Victoria Layin' down to hide from the wind Big dipper hangin' over the
Scooter boys and Argentineans Europe shed the blood of the Indians Here I sit in the land of plenty Crying about my own virginity Hey blue blood you'
One hundred 'n' fifteen You are seventeen Itchy trigger And venomous You're growin' longer You're growin' stronger So shed your skin Baby now shed this
It's alright forty days of rain The skin stretched our from the growing pain It'd be nice to have an explanation but it's alright And it's alright if
I am sorry that I set my sights On the things I read Something meant for your husband And maybe, you left it under the bed Once upon a love those words
that girl a gun I said now don't give that girl a gun (Give that girl a gun) Already won She's already won Yeah (Give that girl a gun) Yeah (Give that girl
It's dark at 4 pm in Leeds The steeples pierce the skylight till the last of it bleeds The absent sound of another day as it recedes Into the shadows
I rolled out this mornin' the kids had the mornin' news show on Bryant Gumbel was talkin' 'bout the fighting in Lebanon Some senator was squawkin' 'bout
