I live on the west side by the county reservoir And she lives down on Depot street Behind the city hall, behind the city hall Her father's name is Macintosh
Goin' to California, try and find my head Gonna swim in the ocean until I'm dead Let the infection spread On my way to Texas, drive upon my ranch Gonna
Through windows by my bed Miles away I rest my weary head Next to you No coldness in my eye Cut the skin and take my sorry hide Cover you Make love with
Been awhile and you see his face So you can't ignore the waste All the empty spaces No one home, leaving only traces Give up, go 'way He's not yours
I like to sit, do nothing at home I disappear, turn off the phone I lose myself, hide from the sun I make a trip, when I'm out of fun I cut you in, come
If you ever torch your bridges If you're ever past the starlight If you're ever unassured Forever you will burn As you sleep unearthly grace Lay Jesus
She won't tell me lies She want to see me smile, yeah Every time you let it show I didn't want to know By the time I had lost my soul You had to go She
Clear on the road tonight Headlamps shine on the one-way signs I try to clear my head Of thoughts better left unsaid Runnin' down an old elusive high
I would like to know how you cage a bird aflight Feathers bright to show your might Are you such a stone, smile greasy, you pick my bones Crawl inside
His hands are clenched His knuckles white He got a gun And gave up the fight When I found out I couldn't even cry Well, I am now And I'm tryin' to figure
Though you're always on my mind Found a sickness that was mine Chose a life out on the run All alone inside this game Until I'm done Sometimes I don'
Haven't seen her, she hit the wall last night Bumped his head low, a cause effected fight She says she ain't gonna take it no more (Golden ring around
Once 'round outside and check the door Only thing he came here lookin' for One man wasting another man One hand washes the other hand Born traitor, soul
Hee, dag m'n lieve kleine meid Weet je nog wie ik ben Welja 't is al een hele tijd Vreemd, dat jij me nu nog kent Ik ben de man die jou heeft verlaten
Well, I'm hanging around the depot Boys, trying to get a job I'm so sick and tired of being laid off No silver lining, no rainbow's end Bills in my mailbox
Circle around the park Joining hands in silence Watch the evil black the sky The storm has ripped the shelter Of illusion from our brow This power is
Depot, depot, what am I doing here? Depot, depot, what am I doing here? I ain't coming, I ain't going My confusion is showing Outside the midnight wind
Frisco's a mile long away You can afford to fly But it might as well be the moon Lord, when you're as broke as I Here I sit with my head in my hands
