: No one knows where the ladder goes You're going to lose what you love the most You're not alone in anything You're not unique in dying Feel a strange
: Come with me in the twilight of a summer night for awhile Tell me of a story never ever told in the past Take me back to the land Where my yearnings
No one knows where the ladder goes You're gonna lose what you love the most You're not alone in anything You're not unique in dying I feel estranged
put on your dancing shoes and move to this free-form beat. yeah. the syncopation of discontent is the sound of non-participation. so put on your dancing
She lights the room with her triple beam eyes You know she's making me crazy She is an angel living way up high High on a mountain anniversary You know
their apartment. off and on jimmy and I talked about having a "married love song" for henny. during rehearsal jimmy wrote this lovely song
to reason with a dry mouth and a half-open eye Some people weren't born to dance While others are halted mid-step to the beat Of a song in the key of
No one knows where the ladder goes You're going to lose what you love the most You're not alone in anything You're not unique in dying Feel a strange