Laura, I saw you open in LA There's something I gotta say Laura, you know it's really been such a long, long time And you know Laura, I knew you'd make
Kid's kind of dirty and a light on you But talk, talk, talk is all you can do You want to know how to play a game of show and tell But you're just not
Afraid It must feel pure to be so sure About every little thing But there's no cure for that angst of yours That tugs at you like a string Because you
I don't want to work I want to bang on the drum all day I don't want to play I just want to bang on the drum all day Ever since I was a tiny boy I don
No catch, no strings None of the usual things I'm happy just to lay and look Let's throw out the book Now we're off the hook And please just be nice
Bardo It's been easy until now But you'll likely question how You have traveled far, it's true But there's much more left to do For it's time to pay
A million old soldiers will fade away But a dream goes on forever I'm left standing here, I've got nothing to say All is silent within my dream A thousand
Please don't look at me that way I can hardly say what I have to say There is nothing that I haven't told to you That I didn't believe you knew I am
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I was born this very morning and my brother he was also born In our first nine months we learned to speak And we have been listening since early morn
Black Maria, you scare me so I feel as though my heart stopped dead You're a liar, this I know I watch you go around my head Oh, I'm going down slow,
Boat on the Charles Train on a spur, down by the riverside The door's open wide Planes in a line, just seven miles away They leave every day And someone
Don't be sad now Get up and start again Though it's bad right now It takes a while to mend Keep your eyes Upon the other side Nobody cries When they
A handful of nothing is all that I need Contains plus and minus everything The odd combinations are what make up The world that you see before you In
Stick to your guns Diamonds are a girl's best friend Nobody knows the trouble this poor boy's seen People will believe anything Man on the run, always
Look at this empty face Look at this broken frame I have been no other place And you know I've heard no other name How can you keep me so? How can I
If you want to cry You can always find something to cry about It's so easy to be wise Over someone elses tears But you have a gift That the rest of us