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07/22/2008 |
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Tear down the house
That I grew up in
I'll never be the same again
Take everything that I’ve collected
And throw it in a pile
Bulldoze the woods
That I ran through
Carry the pictures of me and you
I have no memory of who I once was
And I don't remember your name
Park the old car
That I love the best
(The) inspections due and it won’t pass the test
It’s funny how I have to put it to rest
And how one day…I will join it
I remember crying over you
And I don't mean like a couple of tears
And then I'm blue
And screaming at the moon
But I'm a better man
For having gone through it
Yes, I'm a better man
For having gone through…
Ever since I learned how to curse
I’ve been using those sorry old words
But, I’m talkin’ to these children
And I’m keeping it clean
I don’t need those words
To say what I mean
No, I don’t need those words
To say what I mean
Tear down the house
That I grew up in
I'll never be the same again
Take everything that I used to own
And burn it in a pile
And, bulldoze the woods
That I ran through
Carry the pictures of me and you
I have no memory of who I once was
And I don't remember your name
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If I get murdered in the city
Don’t go revengin in my name
One person dead from such is plenty
No need to go get locked away
When I leave your arms
The things that I think of
No need to get over ??
I’m comin home
I wonder which brother is better
Which one our parents love the most
I sure did get in lots of trouble
They said to let the other go
A tear fell from my father’s eyes
I wondered what my dad would say
He said I love you
And I’m proud of you both, in so many different ways
If I get murdered in the city
Don’t worry with all my belongings
But pay attention to the list
Make sure my sister knows I loved her
Make sure my mother knows the same
Always remember, there is nothing worth sharing
Like the love that let us share our name
Always remember, there is nothing worth sharing
Like the love that let us share our name
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Baby, I asked you not to keep me waiting
I told you not to keep me waiting
Now the afternoon is fading on
Donna, Bella Donna have you seen me
And have you ever really seen me
Like I want for you to see me now
Lonesome, like you were when you were sixteen
When maybe even if I weren't listening
Did I help when I was kissing you
Donna, Bella Donna are you listening
And were you ever really listening
Like I want for you to listen now
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Listen, who I used to be
Don't matter much at all to me.
To pin you down, to plant your feet's
a far cry from my destiny.
Not even the clouds,
Not even the past,
Not even the hands of God
could hold back from you.
Dark and lonely is the ride,
the devil always by my side.
Though no match for what lies between
the thought of you,
your trust for me.
Not even the sun,
A bullet from a gun,
No, nothing that this world could bring or
Anything someone could do
No can of gold placed in my hand,
the largest find,
the greatest sum.
Though some would say
It'd ease our pain,
We know that it can't be done.
Not even the sun,
Not even the clouds.
Not even the past,
No, nothing that this world can bring or anything someone can do,
Could hold me back from you.
Could hold me back from you.
Could hold me back from you.
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Nobody will call
Not as long as I keep my phone off the line
Not as long as I keep my voice down inside of my mouth
But it's getting harder to hide
And the brightness of the colors makes it hard to describe
And the voices that seem to come from all sides
Makes it hard to decide
Black, Blue, Her, You
I know a woman who said
'Oh if I could only just turn back the clock
When I was still scared and my hair was still dark
And my hands were clean
But now all my choices are spent
And the men that I've known they don't know what I meant
And cupid's arrow is backwards and bent
When it's flying for me
Black, Blue, Her, You, White, Green, Him, Me
Nobody will say
Oh what a fine young upstanding man
With his ducks in a row and his 50 year plan
Complete with an ending
But it's getting harder to see
And the time between daylight seems longer to me
And the person I am and the person I'll be
Refuse to meet
Black, Blue, Her, You, White, Green, Him, Me
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We spent the night at St. Joseph’s
Shaking and shivering in fever
Nurses and criminals before us
I will stay here with you…my love
We sat at Lake Junaluska
And cried over where we would wed
If it’s this place or any other
It’s not where I am…it’s who I’m with
News came of a child
Born unto a world
Of people, demented and wild
I will be here for you…my love
What was our reason for fighting
Selfish and centered at best
I give up on trying
To understand why we were blessed
We’ll spend the night at…St. Joseph’s
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Souls like the wheels
Turning, taking us with wind at our heels
Burning, making us decide on what we’re giving
Change this way of living
One little song
Give me strength to the leave the sad and the wrong
Bury safely in the past where I’ve been living
Alive but unforgiving
Let me go, let me go, let me go, let me go
One little girl
Bring me life from where I thought it was dark
Be the spark that has a chance to light the candle
Love that I can handle
Let me go, let me go, let me go, let me go
Let me go, let me go, let me go, let me go
Souls like the wings
Spreading out away from bad memories
Make us capable of taking off and landing
Alive with understanding
Let me go, let me go, let me go, let me go
Let me go, let me go, let me go, let me go
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This and who I used to be
don’t matter much at all to me
The pit you dug to plant your feet’s
a far cry from my destiny
Not even the clouds
Not even the past
Not even the hands of God
could hold me back from you
Dark and lonely is the ride
the devil always by my side
Though no match for what lies between
a thought of you, your trust for me
Not even the sun
A bullet from a gun
No nothing that this world could bring
Or anything someone could do
Could hold me back from you
No count of gold placed in my hand
the largest find, the greatest sum
Though some would say it’d easy our pain
we know that it can’t be done
Not even the sun
Not even the clouds
Not even the past
No nothing that this world could bring
Or anything someone could do
Could hold me back from you
Could hold me back from you
Could hold me back from you
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