we should have a word together I think you and I we never should have slept together never should have tried we should have a word together it's time
Stephanie always makes a lot of plans She has decided, she has decided She's gonna leave as soon as high school ends In her house where no one ever cares
sometimes everything seems awkward and large imagine a Wednesday evening in march future and past at the same time I make use of the night start drinking
I made the call just too late At the end of May I just thought I could wait For one more day In the time that passed You went down so fast You went down
You always wanted to be Part of a circus company For the fun and death defying But in time you forgot life is small in the big top And your dreams were
This is the legend of eight sisters, Herald was the famous one It happened twenty years ago although the sea was calm It was 1987 and winter nearly gone
Life always dumps something in your lap You're constantly busy redrawing your map You leave behind a fading trail Of images and words that you hope will
I like to read stories from the bottom of the world Although they've all been told before You wanna stay 25 for a couple more years But be careful with
Hey man, I'm tired of working all day I'm turning into a daysleeping walking cliche Hey man, let's wait until daylight fades And we'll join the dreamers
Can I be excused from what I was doing From what was I doing, I need to buckle up We make noise so pretty But closing time is only a matter of time As
I'm gonna move to Canada Yeah I've made up my mind Leave everything behind I'll catch a plane, fly away from this rain I'm gonna move to Canada I'm gonna
Mama lies on the couch in her old wedding gown She turned pale long before the carnival had left town She stares at the front porch on the outlook for
Listen up and take a minute I need to tell you why I do the things the way I do and weeks are flying by I'm trying to fill a void in my life these days
If I could plant a tree for every time I used to hear you say Life runs through your hands like water Our backyard would be a forest now Sometimes I feel
I grew up in the 90's at least that's what I tried looking for ways to be satisfied I went to San Diego to try out my luck came back 12 months later and
It's in taxis it's on trains In airports hopping planes The silence moving on contains It's in all the in-betweens In the day to day routines In over
you came over like a midnight appetite nobody believes me now i ran across and saw thousand people on my way, on my way, on my way out one of it, two
She's too blue-eyed possibly Then again she couldn't be One two she knows kung fu Three four kicked in my door Five six I can't believe it What a mess
