Now I've been happy lately, thinking about the good things to come And I believe it could be, something good has begun Oh I've been smiling lately,
Those schoolgirl days of telling tales and biting nails are gone But in my mind I know they will still live on and on But how do you thank someone who
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
Trudging slowly over wet sand back to the bench where your clothes were stolen this is a coastal town that they forgot to close down Armagedon - come
Well I hope that I don't fall in love with you 'Cause falling in love just makes me blue, Well the music plays and you display your heart for me to
You won a prize for that, for telling lies like that so well that I believed it. I never felt cheated. You were the chosen one, the pure eyes of Noah
I've been out walking I don't do too much talking these days these days, these days I seem to think a lot about the things that I forgot to do for
Didn't know what time it was, the lights were low I leaned back on my radio Some cat was layin' down some rock'n'roll lotta soul, he said Then the
We had an apartment in the city Me and Loretta liked living there It'd been years since the kids had grown A life of their own Left us alone John
Science is truth for life watch religion fall obsolete science will be truth for life technology as nature science truth for life in fortran tongue
She borders the pavement flanks avenues parades pass white glove attended by my mother the war she'll raise a shaft lift a banner toss a rose
(feat. David Byrne) Chorus: Everybody's wondering what and where they all came from Everybody's worrying 'bout where they're gonna go When the whole
I will twine with your mingles of raven black hair with the roses so red and the lilies so fair with myrtle as bright as the emerald dew the pale and
I dreamed of a circle, I dreamed of a circle round. And in that circle I had made were all the worlds unformed and unborn yet. A volume, a sphere that
The color of the sky as far as I can see is coal grey. Lift my head from the pillow and then fall again. With a shiver in my bones just thinking about
Frail hinges pivot on a cases door commemorative souvenirs from places containers change with each occasion Cellophane encased displaying paper
The man in 119 takes his tea all alone. Mornings we all rise to wireless Verdi cries. I'm hearing opera through the door. The souls of men and women
Trouble me, disturb me with all your cares and you worries. Trouble me on the days when you feel spent. Why let your shoulders bend underneath this
