A lie to say, "O my mountain has coal veins and beds to dig 500 men with axes and they all dig for me" A lie to say, "O my river where many fish do swim
Jenny, Jenny you don't know the nights I hide Below a second story room to whistle you down The man who's let to divvy up, time is a miser He's got a
She walks alone on the brick lane, A year had changed her forever, the breeze is blowing. He used to live so close here, just like her grey home. we'd
For whom the bells toll When sentenced to die The stuttering rifles Will stifle the cry The monstrous anger The fear's rapid rattle A desert inferno Kids
Well they left then in the mornin' A hundred pairs of wings in the light moved together In the colors of the mornin' I looked to the clouds in the cirrus
I was thinking today if you would remember you choose to remember I see you so near I hear your voice calling what you left me out there in the cold
I saw a big star running from me A world from a record on my bed Turn the tables on me What would happen if I fell? To the tune of a dreamer To the tune
Hey, hey, give 'em what they want If lust and hate is the candy If blood and love tastes so sweet Then we give 'em what they want Hey, hey, give 'em
Take me now, baby, here as I am Hold me close, n' try n' understand Desire is hunger is the fire I breathe Love is a banquet on which we feed C'mon now
Ooh You were lookin' away from me Western skies callin' you Colors spillin', runnin' dazzling you I was looking the other way Voices call from the east
Steep is the water tower Painted off blue to match the sky Can't ignore the train Night walks in the valley silent You could swear the earth just moved
I dreamed of a circle, I dreamed of a circle round I dreamed of a circle, I dreamed of a circle round And in that circle I had made Were all the worlds
Over your shoulder, please don?t mind me If my eyes have fallen onto your magazine Oh, I?ve been watching and wondering Why your face is changing with
Like a weasel in the clover You tilt, toss, pop, turn over Sit down Tremble, weave like a moth By flame deceived Sit down Like a weasel in the clover
Don't talk, I will listen Don't talk, you keep your distance I'd rather hear some truth tonight Than entertain your lies So take you poison silently
I should know to leave them home They follow me through the store with these toys I can't afford Kids, take them back, you know better than that Dolls
There were women holding rosaries On the day Manolete died Teenage girls in soft white dresses Standing silent peace respecting Groups of boys held in
One time You made me cry Be proud that I Remember My chin is sore The bruise is gone But the spot is tender Gave my hand a sister coy To Cotton Alley
