freedom Now I know Now I know Now I know Now I know, know I still don't blame you for leaving, baby It's cold living with ghosts I spit, I spit in
Sweet Lorraine the fiery haired brown eyed schemer Who came from a long line of drinkers and dreamers Who knew that sunshine don't hold up to dark Whose
Diamonds, roses, I need Moses To cross this sea of loneliness, part this Red River of pain I don't necessarily buy any key to the future or happiness
She sees him laying in the bed alone tonight The only thing a touching him is a crack of light Pieces of her hair are wrapped around and 'round his fingers
We are swimming with the snakes at the bottom of the well So silent and peaceful in the darkness where we fell But we are not snakes and what's more we
You were so cruel and I hated being your fool So I got a little bit more mud on my face But the years will bring a bigger scheme of things And make a
do?" She buys a ticket 'cause it's cold were she comes from She climbs aboard 'cause she's scared of getting older in the snow Love is a ghost train
to the tune For a while he is lost in the dance with a ghost of a chance For a while he is lost in the dance with a ghost of a chance
can't afford to lose my memory i'm too in debt fear becoming fact the years you miss aren't coming back guess i forgot to keep my friends from falling
Everybody has a ghost Everybody has a ghost who sings like you do Yours is not like mine, it's alright, keep it up Boy looses rib in New Orleans He can
it away try with all your might but you can't make them disappear but you can take all their pictures down one thing 'bout living with ghosts well they
? Can you take me to that place? High above the lamentation Upon the desert plain along Do you hear that children's song? Can you take me there? The face and ghost
The wind tears through me like the ruin Ah, ghosts in the wind Oh, ghosts in the wind When will my sore heart ever mend Ghosts in the wind Ah, ghosts
ghost of a chance I believe there's a ghost of a chance Find someone to love and make it last I believe there's a ghost of a chance Then make it last
(Eng)land has a way of getting under my skin And my family has a way of getting under my skin And my family had a castle way back when I would have lived
She recognizes the voice on the phone But she can't recall his face She hears knocking on her door at night But he never leaves a trace She's had seven
Your heart's breaking in me like i aint been broke before and it feels good, it feels good...we should do this more. I can't see your ears no more I
He was struck by static in the heart Shot by an appendage from a television tube And knowing what it meant to be showered with sound He became a believer
