About this time of evening, out by the bay They turn the roadlights on the bridge A diesel rolls in silhouette, eastbound Lovers glad the sun has set
It's a hazy winter's day And I'm staring out on the southland In the twilight distance on the bay My mind sees you running through the marshland All these
Way out here, working on the docks Everyone sees the long day through Well what would I do without the nights? And the phone and the chance just to talk
There's a place A local roadside shack A poor man's paris with a parking lot in the back There's a girl there She knows how to unwind She don't talk much
Standing in line marking time Waiting for the welfare dime 'Cause they can't buy a job The man in the silk suit hurries by As he catches the poor ladies
Four walls I built one winter, she came to share my name For years we lived as lovers on the open plains And far off the heat wave shimmers, pipelines
Here I am I'm in a gaseous haze Ten lanes and tall boys Going both ways El dorado riding on the fringe Aztec princess take revenge This ain't my style
Hey now, where are you going? Where are you going, to my friend? Said, "I'm going out to find the pastures of plenty I believe they're out there somewhere
The rain held back again Haven't felt a drop since you went away Outside of town, the hills are brown I guess way out there you'd call 'em golden Lines
The song came and went like the times that we spent Hiding out from the rain under the carnival tent I laughed and she'd smile, it would last for awhile
Bruce r. hornsby I'm driving down the highway Headed to the range Gonna knock 'em out stong But I'm feeling no pain Got an old brown bag Big stick
Oh, I wish I could laugh When I look way back To find out who stole all my dreams Whoa, I wish it was easy To face the fact There's nobody there but
Sometimes I lead, sometimes I follow This time I'll go where she wants me to go She said, "Maybe today, maybe tomorrow Go deep in the woods down the low
Van and Willie went out one night Once they get out on the road Well then everything is alright Had to get away from the kids and the wives Well they
Well she moved back around here thirty five weeks ago today Oh down the lane, at night she walks on the banks And remembers how she dreamed of rowing
Woke up this morning looking at the screen There's a couple of men talking, I'm not sure what they mean There's a conversation many men running wild We
Well, cocked and ready over here I stand Anticipating the laying on of the hands Well, it might seem frivolous, maybe profound But it feels like deliverance
Water Water Some live life with eyes that don't see They look away at the time of your greatest need Some talk, some'll just do, some turn their back