were the one that kept us all guessing How you could survive the fall you had From medicine men to my DJ friends They all have said, "He's got to watch
am you? I've got to get away from you I need to find a love that's true Loose leaf lay on the bed hair falling around her head I watched her from the
the line Railroad ties are not my friend, the only ties that bind Just watch the troubled countryside gently fall away Silver Eagle, hold me, guide me, roll me
pocket Of my worn out overalls From a girl in Cedar Rapids Now residing in Idaho Falls I wish you could've been there When she opened up the door And looked me
Nothing's the same, Fading away, fading away. You've been worn, You've been worn, You've been warned for the last time. Don't it hurt? Don't it hurt?
with him as soldiers" He tells me this while he shakes a bit - he's staring at his gun The painful stings of flying things have worn away his flesh and
with him as soldiers." He tells me this while he shakes a bit - he's staring at his gun The painful stings of flying things have worn away his flesh
Or make it feel something it won?t You could rearrange the stars And make them all your own But you can?t fall in love alone You can?t fall in love alone Tell me
I knew better but let it fall into disrepair I gotta get away, gotta get away, Gotta get away from here But four wheels aren't going to get me there Summer
You saw my face fall into a well-worn groove A child starts playing a role and ends up type-cast in every movie I took cold comfort in your touch and
You saw my face fall Into a well-worn groove A child starts playing a role And ends up type-cast in every movie I took cold comfort in your touch And
Gary, tell me why the leaves on the trees Are falling this early as the spring? Why the leaves on the trees that are falling on us Are like the words
you after me? Breakin' me down, won't you let me be? Won't be having none of your mind control It ain't gonna work on me, no more I said, what gives
that I'm not watching you I'm in a sorry state Return to ordinary thoughts now If you can The words I hardly understand Gather 'round me while I wait
Say, could you do me a favour? Could you beat me with a toilet brush? Phyllis: Beat you with a toilet brush? Aynsley: Shhh . . . someone might hear . . . yes, beat me
my tide turn Like on my bed the emperor worn Is that enough for me? It could be March me down to the seven seas Bury me with a ruby ring Kiss me baby
rhyme between my bones and sunken eyes? No, I think not, it's as if my thought has worn the clown's disguise Oh, my little life worn out on a goddamn
'round here are different We lead desperate lives No, the same moon rising over your head Is catching me wasted, worn-out and dead Everyone's watching themselves But I'm watching