Hail! Hail! 'Cause the king is gone We'll keep believing And live the life that you're making It doesn't matter if the words don't mean a thing I'll keep believing That the world So come hard

So long, I hate to see you go So I save my tears for later on down the road Knowing you won't be coming home How come I keep I holding on As her car pulls out the driveway And she don't wave goodbye Her last words echo in my mind Listen honey, I gotta

Taken away to the dark side I wanna be your left hand man I love you when you're singing that song and I got a lump in my throat because You're gonna sing the words wrong Lady, running down to the riptide Oh, and they come unstuck Oh lady, running down

Everything comes back to you Over and over the only truth Drive highways and byways to be there with you And I want to tell you everything The words I never got to say the first time around And I remember everything From when we were the children playing

Say you'll never turn and run Cause each and every beat of my heart Tells me you're the only one I know I can keep you satisfied I'll prove it tonight in so many ways That's a promise from the heart Words don't come easy I'll give you everything that I

To the ground Come and lay, help us lay And we're gonna raze, raze the prisons (Words and Music by Joan Baez) Billy Rose was a low rider, Billy Rose was a night fighter Billy Rose knew trouble like the sound of his own name Busted on a drunken charge

I'm running after time and I miss the sunshine Summer days will come happiness will be mine I'm lost in my words I don't know where I'm going I do the best I can not to worry about things (I'm running after time and I miss the sunshine) (Summer days will

You cut your teeth on the lack of answers, singing Come back home and it don't feel the same Well I've bled words onto a page for you And you never knew my name Didn't I warn you not to? Didn't I warn you good? Maybe we couldn't help it Maybe we never

You make me feel like no one I sing my words, I'm fucked at dealing Really want me to be a good son why? With your life's dead bodies everywhere Come on, step inside, and you will realize Tell me what you need, tell me what to be What's your vision?

Wouldn't they do. Whatever they say, Whatever they do, I'll always love you. When I hold your hand, I could fly a zillion miles with you. When I see your grace, I can see you're God's words come true. Every little bird above the haze,