There's a still in the street outside your window You're keeping secrets on your pillow Let me inside no cause for alarm I promise tonight I won't do
You let me in to your life unaware that there was magic and fire in the night And back then I was just a little boy I made mistakes that caused you so
When the lights go down in the city Getting real low Settling in my room I'm unnoticed When the still comes in through my window Letting me go
Look back in silence; the cradle of your whole life. There in the distance, loosing its greatest pride. Nothing is easy, nothing is sacred. Why? Where
Please don't tell me I can't make it It aint gonna do me any good And please don't offer me your modern method By fixing the carpets out of wood From
Right behind you As by the daughter get to heaven seven trumpets big and pride You hear it coming in the middle of the night A caution to the children
Daddy, I'm not gonna tell you that I'm sorry, But there aint nothin you can do to change my mind. I'm not here to know the things I cannot do, We'
Seek out the light between Time and confusion glowing up ahead Instead of slipping through You bit off more, much more than you could chew You could
You woke up in the rusted frame Burned out old Deville Your legs are shot and they're flushed with pain But you can't keep them still The sun sets and
clear of the blue moon light You got me on my knees, Valentina, this is not like you I got a job at the Nugget And I saved thousand dollars for a brand
Hah. Hah. Hah. Hah. Hah Hah. Is there anyone out there? Somewhere I can belong Man the city just stayed so kind tonight I need a place to take refuge
a blue moonlight You got me on my knees Valentina this is not like you I got a job in the nugger and I'll save a thousand dollars for a brand new start
A teacher had you write a letter, you were eight years old About the man that you'd become and the positions you'd hold But this was long before you and
Asked by the door to get to heaven Seven trumpets big and bright You hear it coming in the middle of the night A caution to the children Time to turn
Daddy, I'm not gonna tell you that I'm sorry, But there aint nothin you can do to change my mind. I'm not here to know the things I cannot do, We've