A canyon girl 'Neath imaginary skies is beckoning In a fictional world I fear I got no business being in But, cover me ?Cause I?m going in And I won?
You are a diamond in the dirt And you're the centipede who broke the camel's back You didn't think I'd get hurt Love burns a circle in the snow You're
Bring on the rain tell the Lord make it so, make it so Bring on the wind let it blow let it blow let it blow Waiting for the rainbow sign Bring on the
Let the music wait You don't need it anymore There's nothing more to say It's not etched in gold or set in stone It's not written in the stars It's spelled
It takes a little shake up from the rift It takes a bit of wind to get you to lift It takes sandstorms and signs from God It takes a piece of grass floating
Out in the world when your Only friend is a traveler's song When your time and your money And your best girl are gone You can't go back if The road keeps
there's a bat crawling on my neck and it's a big one and it's got your number and it's got mine too and it'd be quite content to feast on you oh my
She liked my drugs, I liked her hair She's like a God 'cuz she don't care She had to watch her little brother die What a great disguise, skies are falling
Old man river said, "You can go your own way If you just leave him alone 'cause your man's out" Do not deliver all your things today We are going home
Saw your nightmare bat Go by my window Saw them two lingering Couldn't be a rabbit Flying like usual Couldn't be the habit You saw them, too Oh, every
In the dark of night a shadow flying Far above our range can't hear them crying When the dawn approaches They're headed to their home Sleep through
I'm not afraid to show you who I am And I am not ashamed of my life Though I've walked alone down this cold and soulless road I've always felt you deep
I'd never tell you one lie I'd never let you down I'd never leave I'd be the one who'd always be around Baby give me a chance I'd pull the sun down from
You think they'll hit you but they won't You think they nest in your hair but they don't You think that feathers is what they got You think they are
Whoah bite Whoah bite Release the bats, release the bats Don't tell me that it doesn't hurt A hundred fluttering in your skirt Oh, don't tell me that
Is this the end of it? Where smiles and tortured faces collide With the smell of your hair In the air subsides into fragrances of Occupied spaces And
Tu sais tres bien que tu l'aimes Et que tu as de la peine Au lieu de pleurer De te lamenter Analyse le probleme Si tu veux qu'un jour Il ne voie que par
Tu sais tres bien que tu l'aimes Et que tu as de la peine Au lieu de pleurer De te lamenter Analyse le probleme Si tu veux qu'un jour Il ne voie que