A Book. My Friend A book. My friend. It’s a land against the time. Such a race before lines. Working now. Working on a mission down. On the way. Resort town. So far up on a wire we’ll go.
About A Man I Met About a man I met. Romance paperback. With these arms outstretched over again. This time with olive skin. In the lake violet. Been five minutes yet? The sun the sentences. On the raft again. This time with olive skin from the corner store.
Aflame It Is On Fire Aflame it is on fire. Video tape disaster. Betting school for hire. Asleep: the rest of the night. Through the trees with signal. Table tops and forest floors. We creep along like bakers and filing cabinet makers. Dead letter held in the palm. Those foggy nights and the choir sing along. Just below the surface. Monday morning scientist. Everything’s already written. The fish all love their next-of-fin. Post officer strolling toward the door. American whitecaps comb the shore.
An Offer I Can Take I was raised on junior hours. Junior hours and you. Drive the way through new dark. New dark. Anew. Rivalry. An offer I can take. A call for him. A night on the ghost town. Left the battle going everywhere. And we explain–this isn’t about you. Average sun rises. The east is the east. The year. Elsewhere they don’t have as much or get as bored as here. I have a friend, a thankless friend. A call for him. A night on the ghost town. Left the battle. Burning anywhere. And we explain–this isn’t about you.
Another One Waiting For The Mend Another one waiting for the mend. For the mend.
Arrest Is What The Body Needs Arrest is what the body needs. Share the news and free the weak. Four months until we make the change. Symptoms of a TV star. Gossip shows and long black cars. Blink twice if everything is alright. Trouble is a wedding line. Reservations so unkind. Tradition of our closest friends.
Baby Wants To Meet Baby wants to meet with the man. We keep regretting the accident. We made the word, now we’re covered up. Who can get used to all of this? By the time I could get to you, you could not be found. Help this one to get up again. Turn this dance around. Maybe we’re the ones with the plan. Never the ones to be upset. We’re hinging on the professional. You’ve got to believe that we’ll forget. This can be fixed.
Bantam Boys It’s a shame about those bantam boys. Light a candle for your father. Ooo ooo ooo. Button this one up. That ocean line. Light a candle for your work love. Ooo ooo ooo. Keep in mind the brazen few. Fall in love because it’s timely. Cool it on the windowsill. There’s the ring and there’s the clemency. Of course I heard. Of course I’ll drink. I’ll fall in love because it’s timely. Muddled means to smash these things. Second time and I’m a writing machine. It’s a shame about those bantam boys. Light a candle for your father. Ooo ooo ooo.
Black Smoke Honoring the heart, we might be in too deep. Following the spark. A line on what we seek. You can do what you want, but do it all on your time. You can tangle it up, but tangle it with your line. Black smoke. Something might be, something is, burning in the place where we once lived. Do we stand and watch the fire or evacuate what we can? Black smoke in the wind. It’s getting pretty hard to find the mark we need. Every new attempt, a line on what we seek. You can do what you want, but do it all on your time. You can tangle it up, but tangle it with your line. Black smoke. Something might be, something is, burning in the place where we once lived. Do we stand and watch the fire or evacuate what we can? Black smoke in the wind.
Blue Jean Dream Nightstand. Home of your brown and black beaded necklace. Evening in the summer. We lie together quietly in the window breeze. We’ll sleep late, sweet kid. We’ll rise and surprise the midday sky and take the evening for a ride. Eight-ball with the answers floating. I wait patiently. Someday in the city we’ll live together happily in a blue jean dream. We’re happy in our blue jean dream.
Double Windsor I’m a double windsor. I’m a handsome man. Talking through the matter and the two-way glass. Girl on girl with the red light on. Not the kind to recognize the ones we lost. Jesus. I don’t want to be the one to tell you that your mother and your brother are gone. Jesus. I don’t want to be the one. Delicate. We dedicate, but can’t come home.
Exploding The Home Exploding the home. Volume the place we had. Right onto the ground. Capital understand. Through the river one transnational moment. Markets of the day. Long cycle lively debate. I will recognize my eyes the leaves above me. When we are buried there in the new life fared. Rifles on the pond under the instrument sound. New resolute you. Terrible flows and among. Right for us to say. Bent through the walls of the day. Factor to the lake. This day through you or the same.
Familiar Tune Oh familiar tune. Out on a Monday. When the piano plays. End of the country. Just what the palette craves. Friends with the old men. Old record on the way. Charles’ the end of day. How has my brother been? We should call and be there in the morning.
Giving Up On Giving Up Heading down a dusty road. Searching for an easier way to live. To be alive. To get along. To pass the time. We’re not like all the other ones. Am I right or are we wrong? We’re giving up on giving up.
Hold The Reins Pulled away. Time to live the life we didn’t plan on living. Waking up. Soaking in the channels that we just tuned into. Take the time because the ending isn’t worth the ride if we’re riding down the darkest line. If we never get to see the light. Moving out. Picking up the pieces of a broken meeting. Finding love. Open up the heart and let the years unravel. And take the time because the ending isn’t worth the ride if we’re riding the darkest line. If we never get to see the light. I’ll hold the reins for you.
Holding On To You Early in the morning and in the afternoon. There’s no one else who knows me like you do. Times when we’re together and times when we’re apart. There’s no one else who needs me like you do. I’m holding on to you. Even when I’m ugly. And even when I’m mean. No one else would want me, but you do. It’s in the way you hold me. It’s in the way we kiss. No one else could love me like you do. I’m holding on to you.
I’d Be An Athlete I’d be an athlete if I had thoughts like you. A warrior with neighborly ambition. The minor companion is always letting down. Eagle eyes on Monday and the midday. Former the floor. Tools never board.
I’m Not Arriving From The Heart Anymore I’m not arriving from the heart anymore. A little buzzing on the ear. Time alone and what we’re living for. And everyone feels so broken, feels so broken now. I’d rather not feel so broken, feel so broken now. An old song plays as we finish our exchange and we retire. And weeks go by like the days passed by when we first heard about how all our greatest heroes have learned to live among the rest of us. And all the fire-bred children have learned to live among the rest of us. It’s great to go along, but I prefer the breaking down. There’s something I should say: I’m not someone you bring around. There’s good to take away from this. Keep those better parts alive. There’s new life for the taking now. And then there’s settling and measuring time. But you’re still fighting violence with greater violence like it’s the only way. Then sorrow sets in as you’re ready to begin again. The voice is lost. Well, it’s always in the very last place. And every other line’s about old friends changing names. The fever is gone for now, but the body aches anyhow. And the heat kicks on. You’re renewed. Your attention turns to town. It’s great to go along, but I prefer the breaking down. There’s something I should say: I’m not someone you bring around. The lawn, well, all that’s left of it, keeps on growing in the shade. And somehow I’m reminded of something that my father used to say. And I wouldn’t mind if this was all of mine even just one more time. I wouldn’t mind to call you home to play your part just one more time.
I’m On My Way I’m on my way. Save me a place next to you, my love. When we’re apart I spend my time thinking of you, my love. Know that I’m yours. I know you’re mine. We’ll be together until the end of time.
I’ve Been Lying A Long Time I’ve been lying a long time. There’s a job to do, but it’s not mine. Living hard. We don’t mind. Playing all the tunes, the kids, they like. Going out in your car. Take the boy to see the city lights, the neon sky. Here’s a night alone. I need you to go for it again. As if you don’t, as if you don’t know it. There’s a light above. I need you to go for it again. As if you don’t, if you don’t. Leave the door wide open. We’ll be good and dressed before the record’s done. No setting suns. Here’s a night alone. I need you to go for it again. As if you don’t, as if you don’t know it. There’s a light above. I need you to go for it again. As if you don’t, if you don’t.
In The Long Run In the long run it will feel like we’re letting go. Ever feel like you’re letting go? Never feel like you’re letting go. Letting go. For the first time it will feel like we’re breaking in. Ever feel like you’re breaking in? Never feel like you’re breaking in. Breaking in. On the way out it will feel like another case. Ever feel like another case? Never feel like another case. Another case. Then the word comes and it feels like we’re going down. Ever feel like you’re going down? Never feel like you’re going down. Going down. Turn the word around. It will be complete. There’s a thing we say. There’s a thing we mean. We remember how we were getting weak. There’s the how we were. There’s the in between. Take the long way there. It will be discrete. There’s the way we grow. There’s the shadowing. We remember how we begin the week. There’s the way we were. There’s the way we need.
In The Morning And The Cast Remembers In the morning and the cast remembers. Ooo. Brokering your heart. It’s why I never knew. Very young and in a different way. Remembering again. It’s lovely and it’s late. By the hour, waiting for the call to pass. Where you’ve been again. The former and the rest. Back to business. Brand new holiday. Learn the neighborhood with stops along the way.
Just As Long As I Got You Just as long as I got you, got you in my life, it’s gonna be alright. Just as long as you love, love me every night, it’s gonna be alright.
Kicking Out The Window Then the seasons change. The hammer and the loom. Whispering minds at ease. A friend to make the move. People from far and near descend upon the mode. I’ll be the one to plead. You’ll be the one to go. Kicking out the window because it’s time to see the light. I’ve got my eye on you and I’m coming over twice. We got the one. We got the one you need. I’ll be working the story and running the time in between. And those names ring out. Everyone’s here and proud.
Learning Love I’m setting sail but the waves don’t feel like home. No the waves don’t feel like home. I’m wrapping up but the gifts are all around. Yeah, the gifts are all around. I’m looking out but the heart is digging in. Yeah, the heart is digging in. I’m learning love and my love is learning me. Yeah my love is learning me. Oh my love is learning me.
Leave Your House Leave your house. Even at a dozen rest. Then allow. Passenger beneath the breath. Vertical, thin and elegant. No way we could ever. Strong enough. Then do a longer cut. Overall they play their part. We know one image of the heroine. Have begun, latter, and the news against. Execute them on the city sky. Still resolute, they are glorified, composed and organized. There’s a sign. We know our part. Strong enough. Then do a longer cut. Overall they play their part.
Let Me Tell You Let me tell you, I’ve been looking out. I’ll say it clear so I can say it’s done. Sometimes life hits hard, it’s true. Sometimes life hits hard. Holding tight onto the broken glass. There’s a reason we don’t have to ask. It’s the heart-shaped way for you. It’s the heart-shaped way. You used to take into a great account the appearance of your lover’s mouth. What comes around never goes around. It comes around again. Same beginning or a sudden bet? Black and white along the hardened end. It’s the outstretched way we know. It’s the outstretched way. Tell me more about what matters now. Valentine among the anyhow. What comes around never goes around. It comes around again.
Let The Wayward Years Pass By Let the wayward years pass by. Welcome deep lines under eyes. Leave your silver hair alone. Cut it close or keep it long. We were handsome, bored, and proud. There’s no need for all that now. This is how we learn to live. We had a great run. Now we’ve got one for to carry on. A song and son as legacy to take the parts and make complete. We had a great run. Now we’ve got one for to carry on. Summer lease. Succession line. Warm the blood in winter time.
Lifeless Like Lifeless like the ones we know. And lifeless like the modern home. We could be the same, never earn the way. So send it out to everyone. Radiate a little bit. How do you see yourself? The afternoon is in your eyes. How do you see yourself? Do you see yourself? The flame’s been blown out now. They’re taking down the bar somehow. Where’s the will we need from you? Where’s the call to execute? The blade’s aligned, a very serious sign. So send it out to everyone. Radiate a little bit. How do you see yourself? The afternoon is in your eyes. How do you see yourself? Do you see yourself? The flame’s been blown out now. They’re taking down the bar somehow. So send it out to everyone. The matters all around. What’s done is done for now.
Light The Fuse Light the fuse. Run for cover. This is no way to be. Pounding the dust. Kicking the drum with a minor degree. Bang, bang. Where once was a safety there’s chatter instead. Pounding the dust. I’m blacking out again. Pull the pin. Toss this body just as far as you can. Polling the droves. Signing the deal with a marginal pen. Bang, bang. The stories are written the children are fed. Polling the droves. Signing the deal again. Bang, bang. The stories are written the children are fed. Polling the droves. Signing the deals again and again. Bang, bang. Where once was a safety there’s chatter instead. Pounding the dust. I’m blacking out again.
Libet It may take some time but this one will pay off, I swear. Kept between the cracks. Heading all the way back home. The way back home. Lead them all the way. Somewhere there’s a plan for us. Keep this between friends. No one needs to know what’s going on right now. On right now. Soon we’ll see the end. There will be no more days like this. Hiding down below. Waiting for the afternoon to drown. We’re going out. You should come around. Somewhere something new for you. Moments correspond. Subjects move their hearts then realize what they’ve done.
Like The Leaves Once we were like the leaves, raked into a pile, waiting to be burned. And once we were like the stars floating in the sky, waiting for our chance to fall. Ooo ooo ooo. Once we were animals living underground, begging to be found. Someday we will become greater than the parts, greater than the sum, of all we could be alone. Someday we will return back from where we came, leaving just our names. White flowers on the lawn. The sinking of the sun. the rhythm and the song and all we will be. Ooo ooo ooo.
Lining White Lining white like the heeding of the times. Nothing gained, but we know we got it. Nothing gained but we know we got it right. So understood now. The belly in the round. We bought a new one and brought it back to town. To break it off and root against it all. The one arena rally never made the call. Broadcast race. More open than we thought. That was the first time the moment came, the moment came along. Evening out again with nothing more to say. This is the old sound. It never went away. Lying together for the third night in a row. The playing on and the still so far to go.
Making A Place Blurry reminders of those days. We were young, but on our way. With reservations to stay inside. Getting on with better times. Sowing the garden. Building up walls. Making a place of the only home we’ll ever know. A new generation is in demand, borrowed from the boss’s hand. We drink to the fire. That downtown space. Dining on the lives we gave. Drawing the water. Fanning the flame. Making a place of the only home we’ll ever know.
Man In The North My man in the north, with the fog and snow and the town below. My man breathes out everything. Hates the things we bring. Hates the things we sing. And my man loves his girl at night. Loves to treat her right. Hates the way he fights. And my man drinks a golden drink. Dreams the things he thinks. Loves to show me things. And he’ll wait by the phone until the kids all come home. He’ll wait by the fire and love all the liars. My man.
Maybe We’re In Love Maybe it’s time we sing aloud, start holding hands, kissing in crowds. Maybe we’re in love. Maybe it’s time we settle down. Buy a little house, a dog running around. Maybe we’re in love. For so very, very long before we met I was waiting for the things we take for granted now.
Meant To Be Together I’m ready for a brand new day. Gonna paint those grey skies blue. I’m ready for a brand new day. Gonna find my way to you. I’m ready for a brand new start. Gonna write my part anew. I’m ready for a brand new start. Gonna open my heart to you. ‘Cause we were meant to be together in any kind of weather. I was meant to be with you. There’s so much we can do together.
Never Backing Down Never backing down from the television weather or a deal without a plan. Had some minor luck, wasn’t hanging there by much. Time to own these views instead. So put it in the mix if you stop and think of it. Something better for the call. Dip it in and sell it, and you sell it, and you sell it. It’s the comeback move in all. Time to carry on. So take it down. Let’s take it down again. A tune without a hum but we’ll get you when we’re done. Feeling better all the time. You might not think it much, with the letter in your clutch, for to keep this one in line. Never been to the party or the town. Now we know the reason why. Try to comprehend what it is and what we’re mending all along the noble side. Time to carry on. So take it down. Let’s take it down again.
Nevermind The Thaw Nevermind the thaw. It wasn’t meant to be like this. The ebb and flow of all we know. Cut it halfway down. A blade as old as this tired home. We’re keeping up with all we’re sold. We were on the move. We were on the move not long ago. We’ll be on the roof. My love is on the roost. We’ll be back in tune in time to go. We were shedding alms. Shedding like a water star. And when it broke you stood alone.
On The Well On the well. We’re getting good on the well. On the end. We’re coming clean on the end.
Only One (You’re My Only One) Only one. You’re my only one.
Playing The Fools Where did we go wrong, my little one? Heard it all before. Same words, new song. We set up the game but we didn’t read the rules. We set out to play but we ended up playing the fools. The fools. How do we get back, my little one? Let’s find the way. Let’s beat this drum. We set up the game but we didn’t read the rules. We set out to play but we ended up playing the fools. The fools.
Pure The Blossom Pure the blossom bare all the moves. All dining in. All of the work. All of the others tackling the issues just for you. Instrumental looks all the same. Here for the lesson. Here for the show. Here for the nighttime. Shed a light on the indifference.
Reaching And Bracing Reaching and bracing. Red and the new friend. Fine drawn the furniture. The fancy less. So far behind now. Boys betting all they can. The places alive now and turning in.
Reaching And Bracing On The Stool Reaching and bracing on the stool as we grow so far behind what the rest seem to know. Fine drawn furniture the fancyless. All that adorns the corner floor like the history buzz. It may have been a long day but we’ve got more to go until the turning in. Red the friend the closet case makes the boys bet all they can in the places they live. Fine drawn furniture the fancyless. All that adorns the corner floor like the history buzz.
Ride It Out We’ll ride it out. The hero and the cast. Hard to make a good thing last. The team we need. The ease we lay to rest. Find a way to root again. Better be in line for to take the call now. Better be around for the boy somehow. The morning air. The writing of the times. Maybe we could get it right? Though we believe in a better way to start, the days are always half apart. Better be in line for to take the call now. Better be around for the boy somehow. Better be the one to keep the story up now. Give your girl a long night out again.
Right Where It Should Be Right where it should be. Right this time. Good looking in looking in red. But the spot up on top back up today.
Room Overhead Room overhead and a knot on the bed. The move and the sway. Oh, the moments we make. Art of it all. There’s a long way to fall. The danger it takes. Oh, the moments we make. All we really need is all we ever wanted. All we really need is all we ever wanted. Frame and the hold. Only trouble we know. Tame and relate. Oh, the moments we make. All we really need is all we ever wanted. All we really need is all we ever want. Cover all the way. Cover all the way. Lie here. Cover all the way. Cover all the way. Lie here. Room overhead and a knot on the bed. The move and the sway. Oh, the moments we make. The danger it takes. Oh, the moments we make.
So It Goes January in the afternoon. We’re gonna live forever and die too soon. January, when the nights are long. We’re gonna lay until Monday and get along. And so it goes. We’re not alone but we’re growing old. In the summer, when the days are long, we’re gonna walk on weekends and get along. And in the summer, when the skies are blue, when I say I love you, you know it’s true.
So Much Riding On So much riding on a little luck of the draw. The measure of it all. A little luck of the draw. We’re not giving in. We’re not setting sail. We’re not packing up yet. The search for something new, for something almost true. The root of all we do, far beyond the me and you. So much love when we’re on top. So much struggle when we’re not. We could learn to give it up now.
So Speed Up The Ride So speed up the ride. Turn down the news. Throw the fellow on the floor. Putting down to sleep the fire that we’re keeping among the tinder here before. There’s gonna be no relief. They’re gonna keep the company on after dark. On after dark. So much better off. The model we mention. As long as we stay on the move. Long for the way that we need. Soon it will be time to leave. So let’s get it right. Let’s get it right. There’s gonna be no relief. They’re gonna keep the company on after dark. On after dark.
Sorry, Kid Sorry, kid. I wasn’t there when I should have been, I realize. It hit me hard on the short ride home. I was hoping it would work itself out as I looked on. Never again wait to take your side. I’ll be there to pick you up in time. Pretty clear that we missed, that the moment was almost ours. So we took you to the window right away. Drawing off what was given in the morning. It’s an early mark. Never again wait to take your side. I’ll be there to pick you up in time. Maybe let’s get close, but maybe not. Not too close. Maybe let’s put another one on, but not too far on. We’re kind of living by the minute, pull it in now. There’s a need, and there’s a need to let it go around. I’ll do right by you. And you do right for me. Never again wait to take your side. I’ll be there to pick you up in time. I’ll be waiting on you tonight. I’ll be working for you.
Take A Long Time Wasted the day. A weekend escape. Maybe it’s what we need. Spending the night with you on my mind. We’re taking the slow way there. The slow way there. Now that we’re here we’re gonna keep it going right. And now that we’re here we’re gonna take a long time. Take a long time.
That Feeling Starts Again Learning the art of holding your tongue. The end of a season, end of a run. Not everyone can be the star. We’re holding and folding this round of cards. And oh, oh how the rain pours in. And oh, oh how the trees they bend. And oh, oh when the air gets thin, that feeling starts again. That feeling starts again.
That Grid. Their Wounds That grid. Their wounds. Who can do that? You got my word. But you knew that. We were aiming along, humming birdsongs. Living anew. We went driving in the night. We lost our way. You were right. We were aiming along, humming birdsongs. Living anew.
That’s My Girl In There Keys in hand. It’s time to go. Feeling down among the most. It’s whiskey in paper cups again. Like a king without a class. The measure on a mountain pass. Everyone is wearing stripes again. Understand, that’s my girl in there. That’s my girl in there. That’s my girl. Understand, that’s my girl in there. That’s my girl in there. That’s my girl. Time to throw the blade around. You’ll find me where I’m bearing down. Through the halls. A walk among the clever ones. There they are as they were once. The pendant and the mark across. But never where you think you need to be.
The Benefit. The Doubt You got the benefit but, Baby, I got doubts. This will all be over soon, but not soon enough. Hanging on a whispered word and waiting on the when. I’m dangling on the end of this line again and again. Meeting with the master of the disconnected ones. Turning out the weathered reasons and the new reruns. Focusing the writing on the meaning of the times. Bringing in the reinforcements and the reserve line. Focusing the writing on the meaning of the times. Bringing in the reinforcements and the reserve line.
The Company News Turning on the company news. Got to an hourly dose. We can hate it all we want, but we have to live with it. We do. Try to get away from it all. Building up the capitol walls. We agree to pass the time, but we’ve got to live this life. We do. So much about the local team and the national tunes. Leaving this place as you arrive. It’s what we do.
The Heat And All It’s Worth The heat and all it’s worth. So much for the undertow. When the one we want. Layers down. Lion around the lamb. Dear You was the record. Feature face the vehicle race. Such a chance of weather. Angle awake. Pixels rearrange.
The Sea Is Ridge The sea is ridge. The buttons on back allowing light where there are broken on the line. The mirror makes everyone feel. Breathing is what the friends all like the way they feel. It’s leaning on a steady pace. The heat is on. We feel the same.
The Shift Into The Side The shift into the side. She’s so upset. It’s the floor and lay with no regret. This the time the close the shop she lays. Everyone on the hour. A morning sound just as the sun goes down. When were we supposed to be around? The canopy. The maple leaves. The lawn. Everyone on the hour.
The Way Up Bumps along the way for you. This spinning world has got you down. Waiting for a day or two then tuning out and throwing in the towel. Well I’m on the road, I’m on the way up. I’m on the road to you. A heavy heart and a lonely home. No one noticed you until you were fighting. Needing more than a frame to hold. Baby, know it’s gonna be brighter. Because I’m on the road. I’m on the way up. I’m on the road to you.
There’s A Marble Arm There’s a marble arm. There’s a mark on me. In the run around. In the company. This is what it is, what we’re coming to. There’s a mark on me, there’s a line on you. In the revelry this is what we choose. With the coming down and the left to lose. Through the TV snow and the downtown break. All around again. How we’re all the same. This is how it is? This is how it ends? Oh to kill the time. Oh to comprehend. There’s a line on you and a mark on me. Oh to kill the time. Oh the third degree.
Time Wide Awake Time wide awake. Weather on the way. Living where we lay. A rally to relate. Time on the line and anyone would find mission in these days. Suffusion in this place. Babe, I’m on the way around making up what everybody knows now. Baby, I’m the better one for taking part. For living under gun now. So too we’ll go. But never we may know the meaning or the case. A better way to say.
To Not Be Sorry It was the night that turned me into something that wasn’t right, that wasn’t who I wanted lying next to you. When we woke up and we were still and silent, it shook me up. And so I went outside and struggled to turn around. Now we’re okay. Now we are laughing, happy. Pray for the day when we can laugh and not be sorry for throwing stones.
Today Is The Only Day Staring out instead of looking back. Today is the very first day. No more roads. We know we’re already there. Just lock me up and you’ll see. Doing away with all that we could sow. Learning to live alone. Change your heart until your heart is free. You’re right where you need to be. Staring out instead of looking back. Today is the only day.
Until The Sun Comes Up We’re gonna drive until the sun comes up. And then we’ll sleep all day. We’ll get by until the sun comes up. Then we’ll dream the day away. And we’ll stay warm in our uniforms of blue jean. And you’ll steal more of the bedroom floor and hold me.
Wading For An Hour Wading for an hour. The help goes down. The sounding out. Streamline in the morning. Hope for good all the way. The family. The protocol. The classical way to live. The terrified. The room and board.
When The Morning Comes When the morning comes and you’re around to say what’s on your mind. It’s a crazy way to start the day, with mountains out of smiles. I’ll see you Sunday. Another chance to feel you breathing. I’ll miss you Monday. Just another day for dreaming. Put on my lonely clothes that no one knows and say what’s on my mind. And when the morning cold begins to fold you know we’ll be alright. When the morning comes and you’re away to say what’s on my mind. It’s a crazy way to end the day, with mountains out of miles.
When We’re Alone When the lights go out at night it sure is easy to write. Sometimes there’s nothing to be said. But we’ll be good again. Familiar name on some p.a. reminds me of the way we once used to start our day, with nothing good to say. When we’re alone it’s like the world is on our side. We’ll stay at home the rest of our lives and we’ll be fine. We’re gonna love somebody, you and me.
White Light On The Wall White light on the wall. Early morning, the rising son. Never mind where we’ve been. It’s good to see you again. There’s a reason for this. There’s some meaning to this. We’ve been out on our own. We’ve been well for awhile now. Leaving all of the news of the new southern style. There’s a reason for this. There’s some meaning to this. I know we all grow older. I’m aware that I’ve been down. Fire up. Lead us home. Burn out, the courtyard holder. I’m aware that I’ve been down. Fire up. Lead us home.
Widow’s Peak Faster and faster until we spun out and lost the wheel. We got an answer and still we pressed on across the hills. Yours is the one that I know. Day to day, and bone to bone. All of the ways that we grow and burst apart, and lie like stones. This is how we breathe. This is our upkeep. You’re a common thief. I’m a widow’s peak.
Will It Be Always Like This Will it be always like this for you and me, my love? Will there be, always be love between the two of us?
With A Little Help With a little help from the blood and from the kin. Is this the state we should be living in? The playing of the victim or the force? Oh, the force. The cheating of this old, familiar course. Maybe this shadow’s not so dark. Maybe this writing’s not so plain. Maybe the roles are not so stark. Maybe I’m not the one to blame. With a little help from the blood and from the kin. Is this the state we should be living in?
Your Heart Irresistible Your heart irresistible tonight. And your heart guaranteed to move in time. Sands and birds align. A history unkind. Beauty in the eye, the mind.
Your Love Will Set Me Right I’m working hard to be the man that you need not the man you got. To be the man I can be, be the man I’m not. Girl, your love will set me right. I’m working hard to tell you all the things you mean to me. To tell you all the things you need to hear. Girl, your love will set me right. There’s something in the way you smile after we’ve been good awhile.