Тексты песен «Sunday's Best»

I remember my old Beethoven Street: With the market on the corner always closed. A place that will never change in time; When you find it you can tell that it's mine. Backyard in the sun, runners up at dawn, Motorcars...

Whispers didn't stop me from hearing it. Make it stop. Thick skin never stopped me from feeling it: "Maybe there's reason you haven't made it yet" We're brave but brittle so savor the little time that you shine. We...

Hey, even if your world stops now, It wouldn't mean anything. I'm sad to say, Because all splashes are ripples from the distance --then rings of waves... Turn them a deaf ear. I figured it out; now I'm tired. I'm...

When did this get so hard? If you think you're so smart, Then tell how can anything So good fall apart? You say it got "too dark." What does that mean anyway? May 1st, Griffith Park, Stayed up all night and talked And...

Trace around her lips with his fingers, he tries to draw on a smile, "Give it time. These scars are the stars that will show you the light." And now she's all he sees; He stays awake to watch her breathe the unheard...

Follow where? Some people call him strange, He always walks alone. It's just his state of mind; He always finds his home. Your killing time is over. It's written on the wall. You asking me to change it? Well no...

I wish today was not the same tired routine we always do. Let's trade it all for a shot in the shade. Ever see The Getaway? I'll be McQueen, you'll be Ali MacGraw; we'll fight the law. So what do you say? We'll drink...

The girl you used to tease is Rolling up her sleeves. She finds everything she needs In the pages of the books she reads. So angry all she tastes is flame. Her heart it churns in beats like trains. What you do and...

I can't believe he's such a sore loser, "maybe someday you'll learn that 'coffee is for closers.'" Raise up the glass and toast the motherf---er, "just move along." How did you get that brusie up on your shoulder? You...

On your own without sound advice. Break, allowed to fall. It gets back to you. I stand alone here for you. Instead, he falls... It's coming back to me, Like ancient history, Each town with little factories. Climb with...

Drank it up slowly As I looked at the only People in the room. "It's ok to admit that You have been laughed at," Said Mr. Deacon Blues. Then some broken fool laughed And hi-fived the bar back, "I'll have another...

We packed up and moved 'cross town, Leaving Los Feliz, Griffith Park, And the breakfast spots where we used to haunt. The shine of Hillhurst days: Broken windows of my car, Neighbors setting off their fire alarms, Crisp...

Sell off your fables, stitch on their labels, I don't mind. Hooray for Hollywood, The drinks are free and the handshakes mean your good. Hooray Parade around the room, Where finger-points mean your singing the same...

A pictured life with Framed to keep but still he needs. Can he talk a good game? It's all done wrong--he's still the same. The roundabout vagueness plague; Guitar-driven moods he displays. Play the chord, hear the...

So who is the new toast of the town? Who is new face of rage? Why do need familar sound? Why do we need another anthem for the crowd? "We want it and we want it now!" Why do I smile when I know it's sour? (I was too...

Falling down again, this feeling that you know so well A child scraping up his knees... Who's kissing the cuts and chasing behind you? Leo says that, "there's no victims, only volunteers." I think that I believe that...

Let's make a list of our abuses, Swindles and violated truces. Let's count up the scars and fading bruises; we've no shame. Let's spread this loot out on the table. You see yourself as new Abel? Think you've met some...

Say what you want to. So what does that prove? In the end, we will see our truth. I'll hand it to you, You sure had me fooled. You sure you want my truth? You've heard it all before. All the things that you have. All...

Everybody's hopes had died when you were crawling on the floor. No one could keep hope alive when all they saw were wounds and woes. They remember when it went south, one instance when you're down-- Dust had settled,...

Night is thief's forte. At loss for words to say: we're terrified. Black his light it shines. The tool that rectifies, uncovering... We figure with sight. Too soon to laugh, you've based it on a photograph. Just...