I thought of you in blue and red I thought of you, way you were playing I thought of you in my bed You were there bound and chained I thought of you
Sad eyes, sad eyes Where're you going with that confidence? Sad eyes, sad eyes Where're you going with that confidence? I'm going to where the boats
Every chip from every cup Every promise given up Every reason that's not enough Is falling, falling at your feet Everyone who needs a friend Every life
Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound That saved a wretch like me I once was lost but now am found Said,I was blind but now I see Through many dangers,
You wake up and there's something there tugging at your sleeve It's not the pitter-patter, the one in your dreams Held on by the chain, the unbreakable
Yes, it's cold by the river where you lay In this godless place, I kneel down and I pray God help us through the night God help us through the night
I'm watching the rain clouds in the sky roll in I'm sick of these red pills, sick of the dealer's grin Daniel, Daniel by the bonfires On the telephone
My hands are wrapped in your raven hair In the faded picture on the back stair We were narrow, we were steady, trembling and ready To give it hell in
The ingots are burning red I'm working time and a half Tomorrow I'll stay in bed What a life I lead, what a life I burn my fingers, why don't you Laugh
Ma jolie, how do you do? Mon nom est Jean-Guy Thibault-Leroux I come from east of Gatineau My name is Jean-Guy, ma jolie J'ai une maison a Lafontaine
I have wandered far and wide All the way from Paris to Mexico 'Til I was gone and didn't know In the end, the thing that keeps me walking Is your shine
Shoe Shine Mamma Spits for her money Wants to make a living Try to make her own All she ever wanted was to Make her own money and Settle down on Silium
Union station, tombstone high No more tears, this fountain dry Nameless faces, just headlines We don't ride that train no more No resistance, turn my
With feet so cold I feel no pain And the western cross On snow white plain Look over yonder The pines are down They've laid them well On sequoia ground
Beatrice, come over here, come and lay yourself down Yeah tell me all about it to that lonesome sound Mmm, take a look outside, it's all a bit crazy People
I've been working downtown inside my troubles I've been working downtown inside my troubles I've been sleeping under the bridge of highway 1 And I don
The suburb walls are closing in I've looked at you and I've seen you Through your curtain, with a naked eye from not far I've shed a tear for you, a flowing
Brother you wait up late When you finish the midnight shift And you try to put out the hate And you know it's going to drift Brother you're going down
