Well, the smart moneys on Harlow And the moon is in the street The shadow boys are breaking all the laws And youre east of East St. Louis And the wind is making speeches And the rain sounds like a round of applause Napoleon is weeping in the Carnival saloon His invisible fiances in the mirror The band is going home Its raining hammers, its raining nails Yes, its true, theres nothing left for him down here [Chorus:] And its Time Time Time And its Time Time Time And its Time Time Time That you love And its Time Time Time And they all pretend theyre Orphans And their memorys like a train You can see it getting smaller as it pulls away And the things you cant remember Tell the things you cant forget that History puts a saint in every dream Well she said shed stick around Until the bandages came off But these mamas boys just dont know when to quit And Matida asks the sailors are those dreams Or are those prayers So just close your eyes, son And this wont hurt a bit [Chorus] Well, things are pretty lousy for a calendar girl The boys just dive right off the cars And splash into the street And when shes on a roll she pulls a razor From her boot and a thousand Pigeons fall around her feet So put a candle in the window And a kiss upon his lips Till the dish outside the window fills with rain Just like a stranger with the weeds in your heart And play the fiddler off till i come back again
Posted on: Tue, 07 Oct 2014 05:55:49 +0000