I made the move and didn't speak In oh so many words, I believe I made you offers I couldn't keep How could you know what would come to be And if I have you two times If it's only once What we made was perfect But in the coming months Out of fear, rose anger Which later ate the love Trying not to stand still 'Cause when I do, I'm gone And oh so lost Prune me to your lie I want to be home Four letter house A typical combing through the day In your typical way Romanticize all the beauty so far along So far along James, living like a star But no one cares Not because of who you are That others bare The laughing and the yolk Spilling everywhere And it's not like you don't Know and worse You don't even mind You kill and cut And you don't even mind Never misusing Your golden care Déjà vu last time Which year and where? Does this remind you Of something you've heard? Does it paint a picture? Does it favor words? Oh, well Miss-Mister Who Am I Mr. Can I Have A Bag Mr. Peeking Green Mr. Blue And Red Now sucking up the fire Because you're dead You're in the circle and the choir Of the whaling and the wedged Have you got somewhere else to go? A good friend you could call? Anybody at all? Anybody at all? Patience through the high times When's he coming down? 'Cause James The Crooked Angel Isn't James without his crown And once to give forever Two, to cross the night In and through the either You are washed of light Limited thought Comes from this can Did I used to be more Before I began? The people we are So suddenly born So quickly became What could never be moreTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
