Listen to my muscle memory. Contemplate what I've been clinging to. Forty-six and two ahead of me.
... and the days go by, like a strand in the wind In the web, that is my own, I begin again
Where's my Elvis?
I was a dam builder, across the river deep and wide. Where steel and water did collide.
I was high on a molatov of cocktails, I was low on a hundred things, I was wrong to put my money where my mouth was...
The bells will ring and the flames will fly. Two thousand years of fury in the big black sky.
This is the world we live in and these are the hands we're given. Use them and let's start trying to make it a place worth living in.
Open your eyes and look at the day, You'll see things in a different way.
We got department stores and toilet paper. Got styrofoam boxes for the ozone layer.
If we took a holiday, took some time to celebrate Just one day out of life. It would be, it would be so nice,