Gonna be too hot to breath today But everybody is out here on the streets Somebody has opened up the fire hydrant Cold water rushing out in sheets Some
I waited here all by myself The room was dark and it smelled like sulfur I heard the screams from way down in the darkness Felt pretty sure my life was
abide with me fast falls the eventide the darkness deepens, lord with me abide when other helpers fail, and comforts flee help out the helpless, lord
you were breathing against my throat covering your laugh up with your long black overcoat all circles warming up. and you told me what you were going
my hand brushes against the lock of hair that hangs down past your ear to your jaw (2x) it's real neat, the moment's sweet but it's all wrong and
i was sitting in the street when the news came my way (2x) good news (4x) i was sitting in the street when the messenger came by i was sitting in
will i see you there when that final trumpet blows? will i see you there when that final trumpet blows? if i don't see you there, i will run a comb
the mailman brought the mail by, but the devil sent the rain. the mailman brought the mail by, but the devil sent the rain. the rain tore through the
she came in on the redeye to dallas-fort worth. all the way from sunny taipei. skin the color of a walnut shell, and a baseball cap holding down her
they're gonna find intelligent life up there on the moon and the canterbury tales will shoot up to the top of the best seller list and stay there for
When you were nineteen I first laid eyes on you The small stream that ran through the center of town carried your name to me Your hair was dark and
when I woke up on saturday and you came in you brought the sunlight in I felt sleep slipping away from me I feel things occasionally like this
The jacaranda are wet with color, and the heat is a great paint brush, lending color to our lives, and to the air, and to out faces; but I'm going
john: it is the only appliance that grinds the grain into flour and kneads the dough in the same container I cut myself a two-foot switch from some
i looked you up and down i liked everything i saw from the fragile outline of your hips to the trembling movements in your jaw but when the coffee
you've got something magic in your eyes. you don't have to say you're sorry. you've got a sentence waiting on your tongue. pronounce it now. i'm going
The most remarkable thing about coming home to you is the feeling of being in motion again: its the most extraordinary thing in the world. I have two
you were all were dressed in green! clouds bounced against the edges of the sky. you had the prettiest hair I'd ever seen. we saw the world passing
