Shock wears off, The pain sets in, This isn't where we started, This isn't the end, Cause it's darker than ever, Is anybody out there, It's not getting
and all my ? life will you be there, to take my hand, when i get scared. you know i would if you say so, so go on girl, and say so. [chorus] cause
What happened to the girl i used to know she was perfect no she was just a show couldnt anyone let me know you cant just take it back when you act like
my wallet Hit the club whole place stops Hands up like somebody called the cops I'm armed but ain't holding It's just I'm golden When we ball we ball
Picture they took of you in your cowboy hat Makes you look like you are one of the boys Out on a Saturday night, meanwhile on the outskirts of the dance
Vertaling: Ritter, Josh. Golden Age Of Radio.
Anne walks alone Past the Domino sugar factory She's as easy to know As a broken mystery Conversations are slow With herself in dead parking lots Hands
If I could trace the lines that ran Between your smile and your sleight of hand I would guess that you put something up my sleeve Now every time I see
Dirt roads and dryland farming might be the death of me But I can't leave this world behind Debts are not like prison where there's hope of getting free
Romero got married on the fifth of July In our Lady of Immaculate Dawn Could have got married in the revival man's tent But there ain't no reviving what
Say the west is a story we made up to erase Conestoga wagons left tracks you can see from space From the Northwest passage to the Great Divide Everybody
West of her there's a place know Never have been but I'd like to go Somewhere out there I believe in me And West of her is where I'd like to see West
After all the lights had died Out behind the palasades park Fireflies remembered to do Exactly what they were supposed to And memories were like coins
Making my own city lights Out of bourbon and the stars of a bar room fight Face forward in the wind If you don't know where it is but you know where
Me and Jiggs staring at the ceiling the stars above the radar range Song from a station wagon laying foundations on the shadows of overpassing planes
