and reading the plans, you have missed it. You've hit everyone right between the eyes, like you knew you were on the run, and you have fallen some, you have fallen
And after that, I'm a whole new man Brew complimentary in my hybrid van I give my life to meditation Then sleep with a whore at a Greyhound station And
rough? Who's gonna talk to me on the phone Till the sun comes up? Who's gonna take your place? There ain't nobody better Oh, baby baby, we belong together I can't sleep
too big for a small town She gotta get to New York and watch a door fall down Hopped off the Greyhound, gotta make her way now She's sleeping on the park
mud I gotta feeling of worth One two three forsake this Raindrops will fall from the sky Stealing their shape from your eye Now we can all get some sleep
, tired and feeble I represent for the homeless Let down by a nation More interested in war and invasion When children are sleeping at railway stations
And light up my yard Late at night when the wires in the walls Sing in tune with the din of the falls I'm conducting it all while I sleep To light this
It all seemed so idiotic, all the accusations of unpatriotic The fall we'll always remember, capitulating silence Election November before the winter
guilty Now I've woken, been reborn Though I have just until dawn I remember every face Spirits show me every place First one sleeps inside his bed Place
dog I tuck my tail Bow my head and not a careless word is said Gotta sleep on the floor once more at city jail Well I was hangin' round the bus station
He's riding the subway watching the lights play Red yellow green he's always somewhere in between The station he wants, the station he needs, And the station
my back An' you put your fingers down my mouth, right No, no, do it right, like, augh ugh I'm gonna do a Jimi Hendrix, eugh I'm gonna be sick in my sleep
shawty Gas station that's on me And you know that ain't cheap shawty You deserve 93 shawty You deserve me shawty So tell that other nigga He can leave like a tree falling
MISS BRIGGS: OH, OH, OH, DOES IT REALLY MATTER? I THINK WE SHOULD CALL HER FATHER IN TO DISGUSS THIS. CARLY: MY FATHER?S STATIONED IN EUROPE RIGHT NOW
minute of the day Oh woh ho, woh ho Girl you're living in danger, you're sleeping with strangers No nothing can change us, no nothing can keep us from falling From falling
old folks called him quaint. And the station-master pointed to the sign And they busted him for loiterin' when he was makin' memories rhyme. Out in the falling
is a Peacock singing to me of my death and yours. I said to her "In the silence of an eye, I shall smile and arise, and see someone I used to know sleeping