Until it disappeared And now, it's time to leave and turn to dust I held on as tightly as you held onto me There is a house built out of stone Wooden floors, walls and window sills

I've wasted my time I'm shooting a line I've gotta get out (Won't you help me?) Well I've been lying awake all night just thinking of you But a bottle of whiskey lies heavy obstructing my view I've got a bottle of pills to give me my thrills And I know

For the walls of my tower they come crumbling down 'Cause I know my weakness, know my voice And I'll believe in grace and choice And I know perhaps my heart is fast But I'll be born without a mask I know the time has numbered my days, And I'll go along

Or shrug us off your shoulders Don't approve a single word we wrote Make us it, make us hip, make us scene Well we're just a wet dream for the webzines It's time for us to take a chance If you talk, you better walk With more than good hooks While you're

In the long run We'll find out in the long run (in the long run) If our love is a strong one (is a strong one) I used to hurry a lot I used to worry a lot I used to stay out till the break of day Oh, that didn't get it It was high time I quit it I just

I’m coming out of the dark clouds The word is as the world is Supposedly it was a wise wise man Who said it’s better to have loved and lost Than never to have loved at all, never to have loved. How many times does the truth that you take to be true Is

A long, long time ago I had a dream Somehow things work out much different than they seem All the things that I tried to find, givin' me no peace of mind So now I leave it all as memories behind My time come at last My day is coming fast My love is gonna

Every back road, we've ever gone down Friday night bleachers, Sunday pews Ain't a county line mile without a memory of you Every whisper, every room, I walk in Every time the bartender fills it up again Everybody knows why I'm here, and you ain't around

Looking for meat Wants you to eat Never straight and narrow I won't keep in time Tend to burn the arrow Out of the line Been inclined to wander Off the beaten track

I'm not happy to be here I'm not happy to meet you I couldn't care about your relatives, no I Couldn't give a damn, no I Couldn't give a damn I need five free minutes for myself No time better than right now All packed up, the people gone All tucked in,