It ain't me You were looking for You stood upon it And then you walked away from the door 'Cause and I thought that bell would ring twice But now I know
I got to my lady bone, she don't my lady bone, my lady bone Well she don't write, lept to my better bone Come on lover, let me take my bone, my lady bone
Come, pay the body Come, pay the body Come and make the body pay Me, I?m lookin? for an old pickup truck One that won?t leave me stranded a lot Just
I saw her today at the reception A glass of wine in her hand I knew she was going, to meet her connection But I could tell, by her blood stained hands
These weary bones They walk the earth I'm thinking of you As I unfold my pain These cathedrals were built Dropping daggers from the bell tower Rendering
Come and hear the funeral marchin' Maybe this is your suicide Maybe this is more pure Pure and simple Maybe this is all I have for Home, home, home,
Are you the one taken by the sun? Coming down Riding the big white bird Flyin' high I say one, where'd you go? Three, whole miles in the setting sun
Whatever it is you want I dont care about that But I'll give it to grace to fall down on your face Sentimental Rose heres on fire all to mend this heart
Won't be long, my lady Won't be long, my lady Won't be long, my lady love Sweet Sweet Don't be shakin that monkey paw thang Won't be long, my lady
Back to the earth I scream it and no one listen to me Back to the earth I live they all follow Come on, come on, see my world, my world Come on, come
I got a lover, she push my lover aside 'Cause she don?t know my best And in my bed, well, I lost my lonely bible A kickin' through my mess A kickin'
Levitate my song Into an open space Levitate my song I'll do my best In this conversation She roll me up My best alone My best alone Well lift me, lift
Well, can you tell me more Well, I believe I hear you callin' Well, is it hard to run Well, I believe I hear you callin', callin' ooh Believe I been,
Ever see the tree, ever feel yourself Wrapped around the wind Let go of your desire Desire will suffer in the send suffer the will, will of the child
To obtain the space I need I lock myself in shelter in the bush thick and thorned In the bush thick and thorned With the infinite being my God Walking
The poundin' in my head alone Could kill you dead like a 44 I say who, who, who's it gonna be When you're dead on the floor The poundin' in my head alone
I saw the bird climbing through the wicked wind Well I saw the dream, climbing up so high Although the herd rummaged in the shadow Well I lived my scene
Well your momma, your momma, well she says, "She's alright" You know she just don't care Livin' alone in a big dome light, feelin' the breeze in her hair