Тексты песен «Son Volt»

I've had strychnine, I thought I was dead I snorted my father and I'm still alive I did it because that's how it is done I'm the same as everyone, just kinda lucky Body and soul, cocaine and ashes We'll get to that...

She'll take you there and back again Coltrane free as she finds her way She doesn't waste the time that she's given She knows what she wants Fashion needs to but she doesn't want to talk about it She takes a view...

Passing under barren skies Waiting for our worlds to collide And there you are All alone feeling bad Interstate movin' again Barrel through thick and thin Side by side To survive like creosote Born under a widespread...

(Verse) Every road has a story to tell The dreams that have soared, the dreams that fell Of finding that level that says out of control Prospecting riches that reside in the soul (Bridge) Throw this love down the...

Wake up to the Biddle Street blues Can't shake the news All the way to the big dome They're trying The intrigues of the new royalty And the believers In the afterlife Share the same gamblers pages Cobblestone streets...

From different levels just pieces together Never had a fall that didn't burn with laughter Living it down just enough time to revel All this talk about the machine and what it means On the street side walking faces...

Sky cracks open The walls falling through the floor Just as well to keep it A guessing game in store You're with me now, will be again Other points in between And the cruel, cruel mornings Turn to days of swim or sink...

Hand in hand there are angels that are holding warning signs Show you the way like teachers and prophets of doom Everyone has their idols, there will always be a story to tell The search goes on, a balance in the final...

When the levee goes, the heart breaks away The mind holds back, just loose dirt in pouring rain The truth is not free and everyone must pay the price There were diamonds, there was gold in your eyes Now just silence...

Shots are filled and boredom killed The last chance purple of dawn Pagan roads and catacombs Lost on the way to the heart Bar souls and shifty eyes Grievances to the government San Francisco, New York, New York The...

Exurbia Someone's nightmare dream Exurbia Someone's psychedelic scream There is a gaping hole in the sky For the next generation Fed by outdated technology And the largest cement plant in this country And people...

Wasted air, breathe so low Same old politics of show Just don't find it the same as I leave it Still in the flow Still in the flow and I'm low to the ground Just wanna bring it about Already seen from the inside out...

Three generations can't be wrong Roll around, roll around with their favorite songs Vinyl disc with power to hypnotize Visions of blues and jump and jive Colors in sound jump out Sitting by the gramophone Same as...

Say hello to the blue side hanging around Didn't think it mattered, just a force of habit With room to roam, the wayside heals all that's wrong Didn't think it mattered, now the writings on the wall Been sidetracked...

(Verse) We tried to guard but stayed through life Others were trying but all is true Shifting phase left us to realize Theres nothing more that we can do Cause it cant go wrong, we cant go right Always a common thread...

Got caught up in a breakaway dream Destination city of New Orleans Cheap motels and [Incomprehensible] Cross some bridges for eternity Headed west for a two week stay And saw the [Incomprehensible] [Incomprehensible]...

Happy hair with fashion eye Climbed up the Ivory Tower Just forgot what the game was for Just forgot what the game was for Sing the streets of silence Have to fight the way From the bone cook up the morning glue From...

Jet pilot for the day, washed his sins away Loves to see the rangers play His daddy has a job in Washington Wants to raise a Harvard son Junior liked to let his hair down Only trouble is word gets around Revolution...

Continental motion certainty, the merciful wheels Where the living are living on solvents and ashes Time chain of loneliness, half tone rebellions Nomadic upturns and lights, the skeleton key turns the night Antiheroes...

Are the words by an old photograph 'Rustic old doors made by a million years' Waiting for the train around sunset Find a frenzy like no one cares Waiting for a plan to fall Satellite voice gets lost and bounces away to...