(Oh) My lucky strike (Oh) You're body rocking, keep me up all night Got me soso high and then she dropped me But she got me, she got me, she got me bad Took me inside and then she rocked me She keep up all night, this is what it sounds like (Oh) One in a

She can take it back, she will take it back some day Her love rains down on me easy as the breeze I listen to her breathing it sounds like the waves on the sea I was thinking all about her, burning with rage and desire We were spinning into darkness the

Whoa-oh-oh-oh Funny how a melody sounds like a memory Like a soundtrack to a July Saturday night Springsteen To this day when I hear that song I see you standin' there all night long Discount shades, store bought tan Flip flops and cut-off jeans

When you love someone You don't get drunk at a bar, jump in the car When you really love someone Roll in the dark and go to far with someone It sounds like a lie when you say it Sounds like a lie 'cause it is It don't matter how you try to play it It

I'm soso lonesome I could cry Hear the lonesome whipperwill He sounds too blue to fly The midnight train is whining low Well maybe the night is cold But together they fade Like the shadow that ran up to the hills Trying to fix her wings There's a saint and

Oh, the mystery Of what we wished we knew There's soso much more that I could have That I could give We disappear from our thoughts and sounds Our features, abrasive SoSo many things we overlook Is there something that we don't know? That over time

We have all heard what we wanted to hear Truth that sounds right to our ears But what wisdom is there within us To live based on the feeling of our hearts How many times has instinct let us down Never to be thought through, never to be questioned Say

I will make my home here Know I was fine before, fine before, fine before My feet ever slow The age that takes me I'll slip out to the mountains Where nobody knows me Do you ever listen Did you know that We could make sounds?

It happens every time It sounds like suicide I'm hesitant, but I guess I'll drink the Kool-Aid once again

There's a storm in the heartland She's leavin' me just like a restless wind And I can see my world is comin' to an end Like the sounds of thunder empty words ring out again The leaves on the tree are turnin' inside out From the Great White North there's