I believe in clean breaks I keep the old troubles away But you're making sure I was lying when I said I can't leave this behind I need you to ruin me
Don't act like you've been silent I know how you spread that web of contradictions Wide like so much cover fines Keep watch for the mines Keep watch
Slip out the back before those Handlers get too tight on you I light my own fires now I light my own fires now Slip in this town like it was Measured
How can you ask for forgiveness? So now you think that your crimes are victimless I know you and your sins, your retributions So how will you lay your
Fever dreams Can only haunt you 'Til the fever breaks They can only haunt you 'Til the fever breaks They can only haunt you 'Til the fever breaks They
Why do you speak with that accent now? Everyone knows you're not from the streets You went to prep school in Cambridge With daughters and sons of the
try? Is there time, is there time To follow just one desire? Is there time, is there time To follow your heart's? As we lie in the shade of poison trees
Lay my bones at the feet of the ministry I need the guilt and the company I need the chance to be judged And then long forgotten Lately I just can't
Would it kill you to breathe? Is it only 17 miles Lay between you and me? I could make it if I had to I don't break easily You got my council thick as
Step on the stage, the lights, the praise The curtain calls and the big parade You know that life all too well The promise, the pain, the valor, the
You will wait in the widows peak And while you watch the ships come in I will take the early train And I will take the back streets Down to New Orleans
Taste, I love the taste I need its warm rush Rush, I need the rush To pulse through my veins And I'll love you tonight Oh, I'll love you tonight And
Pretty Little Girl Your Flowers Will Fade With The Promises You Made In The Tree Of Our Shade Pretty Little Girl Your Dreams Are All Gone You've Hurt
said to me With a heart that is true, I'll be waiting for you In the shade of the old apple tree In the shade of old apple tree (Apple tree) When the
shade tree mechanic He fixed outboards, cars and toasters and worn out winter fans No job was too big on the planet For the world's greatest shade tree
... The silence torn by the sound of a bell Dreams become the key to an unknown aim... ... There's no day There's no night There's always...
rolling on down the line Cause I'm a shade tree fix-it man... One more time I'm a shade tree fix-it man... Yeah I'm a shade tree fix-it man...
try? Is there time? Is there time? To follow just one desire? Is there time? Is there time, To follow your heart? As we lie In the shade Of poison trees