And every generation's got The fearless few who can't be bought They don't take polls or look around They act on truth, and then they stand their ground
I was a teen flat-liner on the joy screen Dead in the water of life as we knew You offered me drink I wanted more than a sip But I couldn't let go of
This field guide's got no soul Digging for the sacred in a man-made hole The soil gets harder, the shovel won't behave I just dug myself into a six foot
Old as the hills, new everyday It's in the bones like it's DNA First taste is sweet 'til it rots in your mouth Another old friend who rats you out All
Roll down the windows Don't shift in your seat I don't care if the wind blows I don't care about the heat All those John Woo showdowns Don't prepare
chill turns into despair Will You lift me up with tender care? Will You wash me clean in the palm of Your hands? Will You hold me close so I can thrive
I'm a marinade Of what's hot this summer I'm an early comer Bought a gulf war hummer Every fad I feel it's force Every trend I do endorse Got my genome
question, is it so? Life's contradictions tend to grow Spawning the choices and the woe But, still somehow thrives this love Which I pray I'm worthy of Still somehow thrives
What do you say, you're having doubts? Your candle's burned and long been out What do you say? What do you mean, you can't go on? You've had your love
No need to be here No card to clock in And I can swear somebody's watching where I go and where I've been Brother I can see Moses and all the things
Pull yourself together Before you set yourself apart Make every door you walk through A living work of art For Heaven?s Sake For heaven?s sake there
She checks her pulse, gotta know if her heart's still beating And the hospital's, not far if anything should happen here She's bored in a week, big
You disappear with all your good intentions And all I am is all I could not mention Like who will bring me flowers when it's over And who will give me
White lines that never fade Burn deep with everyday And I need to know You live here in a photograph No sound and no regrets And I need to know Heart
We're gonna run Til the past Has lost our trace We're gonna carry on Like a vagabond Still looking for his place We're gonna fly On a white wind Through
There's no use to play it down there's gonna be blood so let's do this once and be down for the record I wanna get this down in writing it's your hand
Late again Guilt free in the middle of the pouring rain Hair's a mess she said Would you mind if I spent the night alone? 3am she's upset It's not you
I could see snow cover hills You were walking, I was standing still I could feel the cold on my face And we were talking like always I could touch snow