If a song could be president We?d hum on Election Day The gospel choir would start to sway And we?d all have a part to play The First Lady would free
Black flamenco shoes Dahlias in my hair Garters on my stockings The sidewalk bends to stare I?m on a roll, oh I?m on a roll, oh, oh, oh Ambition may
If I'm drowning within your open sea Save me, save me If I'm lost within your strange anatomy Talk to me, talk to me If I'm on fire and I'm melting in
Here is my fortune here is my fame here is my future it's in my pocket and if my fortune weren't only lint and small change wishing in one hand bird in
Let?s spend the day in bed, yeah, that?s what I said Let?s lie down, draw the shades Ditch the plans we made Rest your lovely bones and just stay home
The moon blind-sided the sky again As we grabbed loose ends of the tide and then The slippery slide, you know I can't say when And I ever took a ride
The last time I saw Jesus I was drinking bloody mary's in the South In a barroom in New Orleans Rinsin' out the bad taste in my mouth She wore a dark
Confused ever since I spied you In the rooms of my mind, now I can't deny you Bleeding and bruised like a vagabond in rags I've walked the streets to
Little did I know that I almost let you go Until I caught a glimpse of life without you Little did I know how deep these roots had grown Until I felt
What's it like to be the only somebody in the room Tell us all what does it cost you to be you Takin' out Daddy's trash, now ain't it a drag Trippin'
I thought that we'd be further along by now I can't remember how We stumbled to this place I loved you like a long lost brother On a bad day maybe I
Yesterday I saw The iron curtain Around your heart Yesterday I saw The iron curtain Around your heart Making me cry Making me wonder Bringing me down
The night has a thousand eyes and ears the rain tends to wash away my fears it's not been long but it seems like years and now you're here brush away
over. You say it's the end of Lucy, Lucy, Lucy. Oh Lucy, there's a cold look in your eye. Oh Lucy, I believe this is the way most dreamers die. And Lucy's starting over
same old question without words so familiar seldom heard if I answer I confess I am only just a guess and with my eyes it's hard to see and with my ears
Someone's moving 'round inside of me Someone's setting up shop where I can't see But I'm fine, but I'm fine in this melancholy room Someone opened up
Lord, we need a new redemption song Lord, we?ve tried, it just seems to come out wrong Won?t You help us please, help us just to sing along A new redemption
My love is a fever, my love is a fable My love is jazz licks improvised by toddlers Bold Ulysses by nursery rhyme and firelight My love is a metamorphosis