I was 13th at the table when the wine was passed around Amid an air of suspicion my glance was meet with callous frowns If I was superstitious Id be the black cat no one wants hangn round Dark whispers in the hallway accusations out of bitter mouths Strange figures in the doorway a dog barks a drunkards laugh Theres screaming in the kitchen glass breaks just then the lights go out Let winter chase butterflies Let the child believe in lies Let the road run by my door I cant stay here anymore I wont, I wont turn back to see my dreams burning on the side of the road Sometimes it just goes like that Falling or flying , star or stone Close the window I just cant hear the highway anymore Lay beside me and let our fires burn until the dawn A telephone was ringing a heavy price on the other line Outside the window a comet shoots across the sky Between love and hope and money Theres loss and pain and honey So take a spoonful every time And if you dont like what you see Dont come running to me Cause Im bound to my own way Im a million miles away I wont I wont turn back to see my dreams burning on the side of the road Sometimes it just goes like that Falling or flying , star or stone
Posted on: Sat, 16 Nov 2013 16:53:54 +0000
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