Here come the wolves hunting for drifting black sheep. "if you don't kill tonight, i promise none of you will eat." hunger hurts and hunger claws at
I got a number on me I got a number Won't make it through the high noon sun I am my father's son I am my father's son His bed is made I was a hero Early
At the party we got chained at the wrists Outside there's girls saying It's not gonna be just only a kiss Everyone's disguised just a little bit I had
I'll be home When hair has fallen out We'll be home When it reaches the ground We'll be home We'll be home Then We can sing Two cracks in the crossbeams
I got a hand So I got a fist So I got a plan It's the best that I can do Now we'll say it's in God's hands But God doesn't always have the best goddamn
I heard all your reasons I heard all your plans I have seen the seasons Clutched up in your hands You're the one eyed feather You're the lion's mane
Sometimes they rock and roll Sometimes they stay at home and it's just fine This heart's on fire This heart's on fire This heart's on fire This heart
I keep my head up tight I know my plans at night And I don't sleep I don't sleep I don't sleep 'til it's light Some folks float some are buried alive
time you will forgive me Like an animal in your care But give it time and you will outlive me And take the bow back you put in my hair Made a parade
The dying light was nearly dead by the time we reached the water's edge. We saw the river beating on the river bank Oh the way that it (something) the
Give me your eyes I need sunshine Give me your eyes I need sunshine Your blood Your bones Your voice and your ghost We've both been very brave Walk
Well, into the desert we must go So into the desert we go Call it a ritual Call it whatever you will And you will grow out of me As naturally as branches
In this house There's no order There's no loss of love out here If it's over And though I call out to you something is haunting these four walls Baby
Just the other night Body twisted and unfound You know it's there lying They are too dead but the body don't mind Oh oh oh Oh oh oh Oh oh oh Oh oh
You said you hate the sound Of the busses on the ground You said you hate the way they scrape their brakes all over town Said pretend it's whales Keeping
While stumbling where our hearts beat regular time Where the landscapes dump on rivers flowing by We're just drifting all night long, hands to the sky
I was asleep in a hammock, I was dreaming that I was a web. I was a dreamcatcher hanging in the window of a mini-van parking along the water's edge.
Maybe I just don't understand Made me feel like another man When I kissed you there on Orchard Road Oh oh Heard a call from the empty street An empty
