: I know we often feel the rub of love that we don't always fit quite hand in glove but we live inside of a mystery and my heart often fails to contain
: Kiss me out of the bearded barley. Nightly, beside the green, green grass. Swing, swing, swing the spinning step. You wear those shoes and I will
: You know I need all the love you give a loser like me I just don't know why you would give it for free when I don't deserve it you know now
: It's every day I'm in this place I feel this way I feel the same it's every day I'm in this place I feel this way I feel the same is it all inside
: (feat. Emmylou Harris) I never knew you but you seemed to be, to me, a great man wise as a serpent and gentle as a hillside white lamb we heard
: There she goes There she goes again Racing through my brain And I just can't contain This feeling that remains There she blows There she blows
: You're a painting with symbols deep a symphony, soft as it shifts to dark beneath a poem that flows, caressing my skin in all of these things you reside
: [Originally by The Beach Boys] I keep looking for a place to fit Where I can speak my mind I've been trying hard to find the people That I won't leave
: Crickets rhythmically sing their mournful melodies a monotone by request but they fail, they fail to soothe the mess hands rhythmically grope
: I built these walls with blinders on my eyes brick by brick and now I realize that I'm shut out I'm shut in and every time I try to reach out I
: Take my sorrow and my sin I will run into Your arms again Hold me Father Once again my tears are dried By your perfect love that's river-wide Over-
: Tonight it's time choose a direction if you fail you can make a correction slower now - make life faster make your mind up for once this time Chorus
: My heart is as dark as the soil sodden with winter rains. My soul is as heavy as the peat freshly dug from the bog. My thoughts swirl like willow branches
: You are the burning the flame that is turning my smoldering ash into a bird so stay close my brother I couldn't stand the loss you are the bridge of
: Kiss me out of the bearded barley Nightly, beside the green, green grass Swing, swing, (swing, swing) swing the spinning step You wear those shoes
: So I'm waiting by a phone for the blessed ring like a holy grail for the fisher king time is ticking down like a metronome rhythm for my brain, and
: Eyes wide open all the time just like a drug store in the city where she walks the streets alone time keeps ticking it's an ocean through a sieve
: I breathe the mist floating about the stars I can caress with velvet hands I breathe the mist floating within without this pen between my fingers
