La la la la la la la And in the hours that followed, no one could repair In the quiet morning, there was much despair That poor girl, tossed by the tides of misfortune Barely here to tell her tale, rolled in on a sea of disaster Rolled out on a mainline

Blank face in the windowpane Made clear in seconds of light Disappears and returns again Counting hours, searching the night Might be waiting for someone Might be there for us to see Might be in need of talking Might be staring directly at me Inside

Searching for love in the night Hot! And lonely every night You try to find a love Holding on, wanting love You try to find love You keep holding on, Just hanging out Crazy hours, party nights Lady power, hardly right

For you and I What a time, what a time, what a time I think of the night in the park, it was getting dark And we stayed up for hours You clinged to my body like you wanted it forever Even though I know it's not so distant Oh, no, I still wanna reminisce

What a difference a day made Twenty-four little hours Brought the sun and the flowers Where there used to be rain My yesterday was blue, dear Today I'm a part of you, dear My lonely nights are through, dear Since you said you were mine Lord, what a

I smile when roses come to see me And I, can't wait for a sunny day (seeing it through your eyes) Can't wait for the clouds to break Can't wait, I can't wait, no I know it's past visiting hours But can I please give her these flowers? The doctor don't

I'd be home with you And they'd find us in a week After the insects have made their claim We lay here for years or for hours So long we become the flowers After the foxes have known our taste They'd find us in a week (Lay here for years or for hours) I

John Deere lunch kid and a thermos full of Kool Aid September harvest and I missed another school day 14 hours worth of dirt and there were lessons learned Waist deep in those fields of gold 7 tons of steel and a twelve year old Working hard just to keep

Tomorrow will take us away Far from home No one will ever know our names But the bards' songs will remain Now you all know The bards and their songs When hours have gone by I'll close my eyes

And from there I see the neon grids of cities And six million people that keep their fires lit I threw a party in my name But the hours crawled by and no one came So I bowed my head and I prayed for wings To take me from this place, fuck you The day I