His eyes half closed revealed his world of nod, A world of lonely men and no love, no god, His life of seeming nonchalance can't hide, The pain and fear
Because I always feel like running Not away, because there is no such place Because, if there was I would have found it by now Because it's easier to
highlights on the eleven o'clock News and no pictures of hairy armed women Liberationists and Jackie Onassis blowing her nose. The theme song will not be written by Jim Webb, Francis Scott
leaving And my grandfather had just left for heaven They said and as every-ologist would certainly note I had no strong male figure right? But lily Scott
And so my life has been guided All the love I needed was provided And through my mothers sacrifices I saw where her life went To give more than birth
Yeah the doctors don't know, but New York was killing me, Bunch of doctors coming round, they don't know That New York is killing me Yeah I need to go
If you're driving through the country on a lazy afternoon Or you're watching your children playin' after school They seem to be so unaware of I know I
Jagged jigsaw pieces Tossed about the room I saw my grandma sweeping With her old straw broom But she didn't what she was doing She could hardly understand
Ever feel kinda down and out, you dont know just what to do Livin all of your days in darkness let the sun shine through Ever feel that somehow, somewhere
Did you hear what they said, Did you hear what they said, Did you hear what they said, They said another brother's dead, They said he's dead...but he
You always go out of your way to impress me Don't you know by now, ain't no need to impress me I'm impressed every time you smile When I feel like you
I'm gonna take myself a piece of sunshine And paint it all over my sky Be no rain.. Be no rain.. I'm gonna take the song from every bird And make em
I sail alone in my paper ship The seat is made of fire I ride my horse of nuts and bolts We're made to never tire The world is just a simple circle I'
A circle spinning faster And getting larger all the time A whirlpool spelled disaster For all the people who don't rhyme Him who don't fit through the
if it's only as far as last week. Not to face now or tomorrow, but to face backwards. And yesterday was the day of our cinema heroes riding to the rescue
Watching players dealing in the fast lane Set your camera shutters for the fast frames Like Charlie Chaplin movies that go so quick Fending off a stampede
Was there a touch of spring? Did she have a pink dress on? And when she smiled, her shyest smile Could you almost touch the warmth? And was it your
Brother Man nowadays living in the ghetto Where the danger's sure enough real Well when he's out late at night and if he's got his head on right Well