Why do they come when you're always raining? Why can't they make a sound? And seeing the other ones fall back down Because you're so far from home and
Why do they come when you're always raining? Why can't they make a sound? And seeing the other ones fall back down. Because you're so far from home,
Hey there, I don't I think I got your name but I can tell we are the same cause I can see you eyeing me So why don't you just take a ride with me girl
Hear me say through your windows crack, we've gotta get away and we'll never look back again we'll never look back again Get ready since the night is
Slave-chained, half-naked, along for the ride. Catching flies with my eyes shut, my mouth's open wide. But I curse as the bugs bite, I spit with the tide
I looked into your twilight eyes I could see through your white lies So I decided late last night That it was time for me to die Don't cry, not that you
to survive You were emotionally independent but starved of affection But now you've been trapped by tenderness And been beaten into submission It's now way past the hour
the sun shines a little too bright My eyes can't take that light Will you be waitin' there In the cool of the twilight air That's where we'll be because
A pilgrim on a pilgrimage Walked across the Brooklyn Bridge His sneakers torn in the hour When the homeless move their cardboard blankets And the new
When the twilight hour is sparkling And the city's all aglow Come with me my darling To the place we love to go When the frost's upon the window There
into this land like tiny particles of sand Unsure of who we're smarter than or what we're meant to be If the grains sift coarsely through the hour glass
wee hours all night And we dont stop until the sunlight We just keep going cuz the die hard won't go down without a fight ?Into the wee hours all night
better In our hearts we knew better And we told ourselves it didn't matter We chose to continue And none of that matters anymore In the hour of our twilight
way around Underneath the moona?¦ Somewhere on the prairie, A little cross in mine A simple wooden marker With a plastic rose is entwined And in the stillness of the twilight
hair And I'm losing everything I never thought I would Where is that old playground? Where is that old sundown When I would come home late an hour or
sank and I slept in a twilight with only one care To know that when day broke and I woke that you'd still be there You'd still be there The hours for
Beyond the horizon, behind the sun At the end of the rainbow life has only begun In the long hours of twilight 'neath the stardust above Beyond the horizon
