I'm gonna clear my head I'm gonna drink that sun The saddest sight my eyes can see Is that big ball of orange sinking slyly down the trees Sitting in
Through the dustbowl through the debt Grandma was a suffragette Blacklisted for her publication Blacklisted for my generation Go, go, go Raise your
you be Gone again, it's gone again There ain't no way that I'm gonna let this heart mend Gone again Walked in King's Cross for awhile gave a junkie girl
hand in a thoughtful pose Gotta tend the earth if you want a rose My life is part of the global life I found myself becoming more immobile When I think a little girl
Jimmy died on his couch yesterday A friend of his ex wife called me to say He just gave it to God, slipped from the livin' With the bills pilin' up and
Andy, do you love me? Do you think about it, will you say Turning brushwood into blazes Turning summer grass into hay Turning sharply past the graveyard
Love is but a song we sing And fear's the way we die You can make the mountains ring Or make the angels cry Though the bird is on the wing You may not
You spent five years saying you'd come my way That's a little more wait than a heart can take Yeah now that I know it's just a fantasy I feel a hard
Thought you were one who wouldn't run Who wouldn't do me wrong But the song that you were singing Was the same old heartache song You treat me fine and
I went all the way to Paris to forget your face Captured in stain glass, young lives long since passed Statues of lovers every place I went all across
Let's not drag this out Everything's in motion Though I've only ever loved you kind And with devotion Remember when I met you You were leaving from the
I've taken so many down I've helped them all to dismount I've followed so many down I take their hand me downs All with hope all with hope That emptiness
Well you've followed me this far, did you find out what's inside Can you tell me what I'm doing, is it something I should hide I don't know for sure
When we tried to rework all of this Each to her rendition Painted ourselves in a corner Lost for ideas blindly fishing For a compliment or kindness Just
Dark clouds are comin' like an army Soon the sky will open up and disarm me You will go just like you've gone before One sad soldier off to war, enemies
It's alright forty days of rain My skin stretched out from the growing pain And it'd be nice to have an explanation But it's alright And it's alright
joking brother You were only joking You were only joking brother Gravel and glass on the bottom of my feet I bruised my heels on the swollen street We were girls
For you I would tattoo me with lines crossing into a hand and a heart that would never bleed With the twilight and the horse drawn on my arm Standing