I could hardly believe it When I heard the news today I had to come and get it straight from you They said you were leavin' Someone's swept your heart
Tired of always saying sorry It's just another fighting story And I can barely walk a straight line I'm tired of learning life the hard way I wish that
I'm learning to live without your love Day by day, day by day I'm learning to live without your love Day by day, day by day You kick me in teeth As I
No, woman, no cry; No, woman, no cry; No, woman, no cry; No, woman, no cry. Said - said - said: I remember when we used to sit In the government yard
When a room becomes an altar and what beast that must exist it flies with music from our lips and steals a kiss and blows it out into the mist where castles
I had nine lives but I lost all of them And I've been searching in the night And I've been searching in the rain I tried to find them But they disappeared
To the gods in the sky there's one thing you can do you can send us some sun and we'll play you this tune because sitting in our room lying down with
I've got a key And a piece of paper in my pocket deep In my pocket piece of paper and a key As i wander through the street War is there a war or is there
And when it happens it's like honey and pain horns in the rain misty seas and mysteries a dog with no name it's that time again not sure if I'm sleeping
The weekend is the weekend And it's sunny in the park I'll stay here with my beer and fish and chips till it gets dark I've got a lot of homework But
And for all of the sweet loving that I have received in the sun in the rain by the moon by the sea there is one time that I'm thinking of one time
Song and melodies change and change and sway but they still stay the same the songs that we sung when the dark days come are the songs that we sung
This is a song that came upon me one night when the news it had been telling me about one more war and one more fight and 'aeh' I sighed but then I
If frisy hair was a metaphor for festival time then this woman is a goddess of that festival shrine, met her - at a jam in that garden of sorts I must
One day one woman asked him 'what do you to survive?' he said 'oh my dear listen here' and this is what he cried On my feet I wear two shoes for dancing
Walking down the street with some evil in my eye and some thoughts in my head that were making me feel high on my head was a hoodi in my ears was
Ooh Ooh Are the enemy living the memory? Grandly gambling With our hand on the lifeline Ghost of coastlines You are hanging on time Every last breath
We heard the fireworks. Rushed out to watch the sky. Happy go lucky. Fourth of July. How can you live in the Northeast? How can you live in the South?