| I find myself wishing for a ladder | |
| To climb from this car | |
| Did I say I loved you today? | |
| Driving over hills and by beaten lonely towns | |
| I think of you more now I'm gone | |
| Outside it is blue and green | |
| And everything once blurred is clear | |
| I am part of the peripheral scene | |
| That shines like cathedral glass | |
| The sun breathes against the window | |
| But its warmth just fades away | |
| The humming road whispers low | |
| It says: sometimes you feel alone | |
| cause sometimes you are | |
| and hope lies dead upon your shoulder | |
| The signs are passing like ghosts | |
| Too late to turn, too late now | |
| Too late when, too late for everything | |
| The road turns me away | |
| From the last light of the day | |
| Too late now, too late when | |
| Too late for everything | |
| We share more than the end | |
| A tragic blend of cocktails with a kiss | |
| My love grows anxious | |
| Waiting for the cure - picking sores | |
| We were careless | |
| To be taken by such misery | |
| That tastes of violence - the saints are silent | |
| God won't perform here anymore | |
| My love is pale | |
| A perfect shade of fear | |
| Balled up on the floor | |
| In need | |
| We turned away the sun | |
| Cold, empty, alone | |
| Embrace the violence | |
| The saints are silent | |
| God won't perform here anymore | |
| Fade away, far away | |
| I've lost all feeling | |
| I go and come back | |
| Like memories and symptoms | |
| They go and come back forever evermore | |
| Part of me remains abandoned in a circle | |
| And part of me moves on | |
| The wipers move back and forth confessing | |
| The scenes pass through my eyes | |
| Slipping through darkness | |
| Deeper than oceans | |
| The miles can't purify | |
| My dashboard glows cold liquid red | |
| The miles tick on and on | |
| Rainfall adds to a beat, lamenting | |
| What's been said and done | |
| Out here there could be giants | |
| I want to walk in their shade | |
| Introduce me to a brand new kiss | |
| Help me forget my love | |
| Push thru another mile - one more day | |
| Cash the promise of escape | |
| Out here I am immortal | |
| Live thru me | |
| Sky has opened | |
| Suppose I could ignore the rain | |
| Should I listen to all that's golden | |
| And the ghosts of its curse | |
| What have I done...here I am...live through me | |
| Love is right in front of me so appealing - lies | |
| Whispers drag me | |
| Into this lonely place of misery | |
| Where flies drown with beauty queens | |
| Where tomorrow goes to die | |
| Whiskey numbs me | |
| Love rots in my heart | |
| Broken men drink to heal | |
| Their sting from a loaded flower | |
| Poet's eyes of fire | |
| Burning holes | |
| Drunk on his own words | |
| Spit to gold | |
| Poet's Vegas smile | |
| Twisting necks | |
| Everybody's friend | |
| Face to face | |
| Whispers want me | |
| To drag the poet down | |
| Whiskey wants me | |
| To give in, give up, give out | |
| There is no lamb, no hope | |
| There is no garden, no peace | |
| Tall proud, stand up loud | |
| Nation national tradition traditional | |
| Anthem icon march on folk song | |
| In the fields and on the heath | |
| I lose strength through joy | |
| Mothers cry for the fatherland | |
| Fathers cry for the motherland | |
| God is with us, manifest destiny | |
| Protect, avenge, remember old glory | |
| Discipline, adrenaline | |
| Revenge old glory | |
| Don't tread on me, don't ask why | |
| Right as rain, John Wayne | |
| John Doe, GI Joe, GI Jane | |
| Hatred twisted into pride | |
| Fear twisted into obedience | |
| For the good of the cause, Marshall laws, no quarter | |
| I'll be back, 5 stars, mars, red rivers | |
| Markers, stones, bones | |
| Living days like a sidearm | |
| I loved the way I could repay | |
| Pride has got me by the bootstraps | |
| The trumpets sounded every day | |
| Did I dream of stars and gardens | |
| Tended rows crushed flat and dead | |
| I saw you fall divine in shadows | |
| Baptized in moonlight turned to red | |
| I saw an army ripe ascending | |
| Rising as the righteous do | |
| They did love peace as a means to war | |
| They trampled gods they overthrew | |
| There in dust and sweat and power | |
| I saw you drive spike into flesh | |
| Now the blood is on your gamble | |
| Spilling clean upon your bet | |
| I hear the road beneath my wheels | |
| Spin and roar | |
| Spit my teeth blood and tongue | |
| Dashboard Jesus on the floor | |
| Smoke and glass, twisted steel | |
| Hard to catch a breath | |
| Hard to pay from all of this | |
| Devil in my ear | |
| Scratch keeps humming | |
| Your end is not the end | |
| Your life is not your life | |
| Your time is mine to spend | |
| Try to climb from all of this | |
| My hold is weak and spent | |
| Feel the ladder slip away | |
| Devil rakes my back | |
| So sorry my love | |
| Gave you my everything | |
| Made you my day | |
| Became a part of me | |
| No more wishing you away | |
| Where were my kinder words | |
| Where were my open arms | |
| Where was my time for you | |
| It was lost on a thousand reasons | |
| And even now your heart is open...ready to receive | |
| And even now I am forgiven...ready for love again | |
| But my hope is a memory lost in sorrow...ground in the asphalt | |
| And yet still it is born as new...ready to receive | |
| My mistake was I learned to see the heads of my shadow | |
| Damned in fate fighting them off everyday | |
| Endlessly wandering - wondering | |
| If I died would they leave my side | |
| I crawled from under Mary's feet | |
| Into a pool of disbelief | |
| Staring back at me | |
| Stronger than ever - forever | |
| Separate the useless from the green | |
| Keep me safe | |
| I would do anything it takes | |
| To feel the sun again | |
| I am ready to receive | |
| Love waits like an aging whore | |
| Like a faithful dog | |
| Like a convict | |
| In honeysuckle half-light | |
| Love goes and comes again | |
| Like junkies and fellows | |
| Like birthdays and salmon | |
| Inhale inhale exhale | |
| Kiss me hello | |
| Call me goodbye | |
| My hope is a coin in a shattered fountain | |
| Distorted | |
| Out of touch | |
| But shining through | |
| My fear was a fever | |
| That's been cooled and forgiven | |
| And I wait for the morning | |
| When I come back to you... |
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