One solid lie! And in the world of pain I am not being myself, And it is you to blame! The birds don’t make a sound, And I will start to speak The borders
Live for the cause pain dies for Deems real the shadows of the door Set falls thru the halls of time There dwells landfill's crime You ask how ?
Remember when we said goodbye To give each other time We said that we should live apart Only for a while Now it feels like it's all I waited for Chorus
Yes Close To The Edge I. The Solid Time Of Change Anderson/Howe A seasoned witch could call you from the depths of your disgrace, And rearrange your
A seasoned witch could call you from the depths of your disgrace, And rearrange your liver to the solid mental grace, And achieve it all with music that
Hardback, stern face Play your position and know your place Only move when the money's callin? Take my advice, you'll be ballin? You need a hardback,
She says she's read too many fashion magazines She's forgotten what real love is like And as the basement collects more kids off the street They smoke
And for love's sake, each mistake Ah, you forgave And soon both of us learned to trust Not run away, it was no time to play We build it up and build it
And we are growing along spiritual lines Will never mean we should stop to have big fun time Oh oh oh Should it be for the very first of all to pray and
And we are growing along spiritual lines Will never mean we should stop to have big fun time Oh oh oh Should it be for the very first of all to pray
Am.................................................... Oh baby who's a solid baby who's gonna love me tonight Am....................................................
Intro (Am7 and Dm7) (Am7) Hear me callin? out your (Dm7) name. (Am7) I?ll be wondering ?till the (Dm7) end of time. (Am7) Would it still have been the
words - Robert Hunter music - David Freiberg I heard you singing What were you singing when the people got right? Were you singing Stand and Deliver?
Sometimes I dream of a world without war People laughing in the sun And a world without love ain't no place to live Yet, we're still living but the gun
She?s gone, yes she?s gone She?s gone, solid gone Ah, the girl?s a valentine, she?s fine Her eyes are green and her hair is brown Ah, that?s a genuine
Well, I must have a door in the back of my head Where I dump out all the crap, so I can just feel solid again No more sittin' around thinkin' about your
I hear the guns I feel the fire, with my last breath my spirit flies And I see the faces of my friends, fighting till the end So many fearless hearts
Whip crack, stings the sky Don't mess with me I'm danger The meanest one alive Earthquake, breaks the Ritcher scale The more that you resist The more