Down the street you can hear her scream "you're a disgrace" As she slams the...
And if she asks you why, you can tell her that I told you That...
You can waste your time building barriers spend your life trying to break them down...
Take me down to the river-bend Take me down to the fighting end Wash the...
It's very far away It takes about a half and a day to get there...
On a mantle made of oakwood There's a photograph from...
What i'd give to be you for an hour or...
I'd like to hike the appalachian I've tossed it around...
I still dont know what i was waiting for And...
She slees with the windows open Yet she's still locked...
As the lights go down The drumming clown Whistled a...
A young man sits by the riversied Watching the sunset...
Lover, there will be another one Who'll hover over you...
On a mantle made of oakwood There's a photograph from...
This song was mostly written on a train ride Down...