Тексты песен «Matthew Ryan»

August the 24, 1991 You're calling for me from the bedroom window I'm working on the lawn Under a northeastern sky Hollow and gray You said, "Everything's different now." I said, "Oh really, I don't' think nothing's...

I wandered up to what I thought was your door I'd only been there a hundred times before I gave it my most polite rap and wish I held my heart loosely in my other fist The dead of winter in North Hollywood The...

It's not the things that I can't change that bother me And it's not the things that I don't know that undermine me It's not the thing that I can't hold or the balancing wire That broke, that throws me It's not the...

I was sitting in hell's kitchen Contemplating murder Contemplating murder Contemplating the great escape When you walked in looking like crap But satisfied I swear that you looked satisfied And I hated you for that Well...

Do you think That you've come far Through winds so hard And are you as disgruntled As you appear Are you wishing that I wasn't here Well one day soon that dam is gonna break And it'll wash you away it'll wash you away...

Disappointed Never more Got so low they had to use The jaws of life To yank me up from under the floor Thrilled to be here Thank you much It's strange when nothing gets to taste so satisfying That you don't mind the rot...

It’s follow the leader, baby That’s how it’s gonna be If you ever really wanna get lost Then follow me Follow the leader We’re in a solar system Together and alone The bills, the smoke, the furniture The happy home Now...

It's follow the leader, baby That's how it's gonna be If you ever really wanna get lost Then follow me Follow the leader We're in a solar system Together and alone The bills, the smoke, the furniture The happy home Now...

Here comes the razor of doubt, here comes the falling out Here comes the wave and the turn, here comes the crash and the burn Here comes I'm sick of crying, here comes man I quit trying Here come I hate you and I'm...

There's no train, there's no boat There's no car to get you far enough There's no bus, there's no plane There's no wreck to make you beg enough There's no drink, there's no sleep There's no pill to keep you still enough...

There's only one light on in the house And that's the light up in the hall And it's shining on the back of my head And I'm concentrating hard On the cigarette, to the ashtray From the ashtray back to my lips So I lean...

I saw the lights of the Commodore Barry From the deck of the ghost of the flower street ferry And I felt the shock of an atom bomb When the tired old city of Chester Was draped and dying in my arms For a while I was...

Has the future come To make a liar out of me? Every day I wake And I'm further out to sea High above the driving nails Swirl the gardens of relief A broken smile A little grace For no longer how brief The little things,...

Well, I smoked my Throat out last night Hoping you'd call Or just stop by Now, I'm wheezing Like the Oakland sky Feeling like The rusted tracks And forgotten dream Of the old train lines It's a perpetual...

Ia??ve been loving you a long time Down all the years, down all the days And Ia??ve cried for all your troubles Smiled at your funny little ways We watched our friends grow up together And we saw them as they fell Some...

Slowly walking down the street Where the homeless and the lovers meet I bask in ol' blue Your skin does too I saw the garland In the skyline In the byline I took a drink I took the pills You'll murder me i know you will...

Walking outside our old house Tragically dressed trying to coax your ghost out There's some things I'm ready to confront Some that I didn't do and some that I've done Angry inside over a cup of black tea Your watery...

In the house of the lie we were living You lost your tongue, and in my touch I lost all feeling I saw the sun falling small upon your shoulder I lit your smoke, we barely spoke, the days got colder I took my things to...

The dead girl mopes through a dead scene With a cross-stitched lip she's picking at the seam She's got bravado she says she's been Featured in a few magazines Now outside the bar Hank is straddling a police car His...

Has the future come To make a liar out of me? Every day I wake And I'm further out to sea High above the driving nails Swirl the gardens of relief A broken smile A little grace For no longer how brief The little things,...