: Listen up and take a minute I need to tell you why I do the things the way I do and weeks are flying by I'm trying to fill a void in my life these
: If I could plant a tree for every time I used to hear you say Life runs through your hands like water Our backyard would be a forest now Sometimes
: It's in taxis it's on trains In airports hopping planes The silence moving on contains It's in all the in-betweens In the day to day routines In over
: When I was little I wanted to be king I built castles in the air but never found my way in For a week I was Rambo but couldn't take the pace Then I
: Where I'm from there are no mountains And time is standing still Where I'm from there's barely space left Still they're running up a hill Where I'm
: It took a while but now I see My old man worked for the KGB The government found out about His work and had to take him out It took a while but now
: Here in the city the measure is frozen Billboards are screaming nothing is real In every small town there's air you can breathe in It's not about the
: The saddest smile in history How she looked at me The way our lives are passing us by Lie after lie Chorus: Tonight your luck ran out You may scream
: Only when you're in California You drive along the coast The towns you pass are often ruthless They leave you chasing ghosts Leave you chasing ghosts
: Your clothes spread out on the floor just like it was before a homerun is a hit I'll never score the hours before the break of dawn are as fragile
: I'm gonna move to Canada Yeah I've made up my mind Leave everything behind I'll catch a plane and fly away from this rain I'm gonna move to Canada
: You came over Like a midnight appetite Nobody believes me now I ran across and Saw thousand people on my way On my way on my way out One of it, two
: She's too blue-eyed possibly Then again she couldn't be One two she knows kung fu Three four kicked in my door Five six I can't believe it What a mess
: Life always dumps something in your lap You're constantly busy redrawing your map You leave behind a fading trail Of images and words that you hope
: You always wanted to be Part of a circus company For the fun and death defying But in time you forgot life is small in the big top And your dreams
: I'm Peter Vanderhoelt, I'm 68 years old My doubts and questions have increased I, forty-two years of being a priest I'm at the end of my life I'm not
: I made the call just too late At the end of may I just thought i could wait For one more day In the time that passed You went down so fast You went
: She work it girl, she work the pole She break it down, she take it low She fine as hell, she about the dough She doing her thing out on the floor Her
