Nov 16, 2004 01:16
Okay, so whenever i hear these songs i can imagine Erin sitting next to me in my car singing her little heart out along with the songs. So, if Erin was music, she would be these songs.
I stick loneliness your lips and the two coins
of your eyes into my pockets
Yeah
Well the train skates into Ft. Henry late Sunday
Sometimes when I’m riding high feeling fine you
know there’s something troubling you troubling my mind
So I reach into my pocket for some small change
I reach into my pocket for some small change
I want bones like iron blood like mercury so I can
tell you when I’m rising when I’m sinking in I’m
sinking in I’m sinking in I’m sinking in
I reach into my pocket for some small change
I reach into my pocket for some small change
Yeah
I’m gonna take it to the people
Yeah
I’m gonna take it to the people
Yeah
We’re gonna take it to the people
Yeah we’re gonna take it to the people
Yeah
Hey lets drink from the cup and share some luck but
go ahead and laugh ’cause it don’t cost much no
no it don’t cost much
I stick loneliness your lips and the two coins
of your eyes into my pocket
Yeah
I stick loneliness your lips and the two coins
of your eyes into my pocket
Yeah
there was a decorated general with
a heart of gold, that likened him to
all the stories he told
of past battles, won and lost, and
legends of old a seasoned veteran in
his own time
on the battlefield, he gained
respectful fame with many metals
of bravery and stripes to his name
he grew a beard as soon as he could
to cover the scars on his face
and always urged his men on
but on the eve of a great battle
with the infantry in dream
the old general tossed in his sleep
and wrestled with its meaning
he awoke from the night
just to tell what he had seen
and walked slowly out of his tent
all the men held tall with their
chests in the air, with courage in
their blood and a fire in their stare
it was a grey morning and they all
wondered how they would fare
till the old general told them to go home
[CHORUS:]
I have seen the others
and I have discovered
that this fight is not worth fighting
I have seen their mothers
and I will no other
to follow me where I'm going
Take a shower, shine your shoes
you got no time to lose
you are young men you must be living
go now you are forgiven
but the men stood fast with their
guns on their shoulders not knowing
what to do with the contradicting orders
the general said he would do his own
duty bout would not extend it not further
the men could go as they pleased
not a man moved, their eyes glazed
straight ahead till one by one they
stepped back and not a word was said
and the old general was left with his
own words echoing in his head
he then prepared to fight
[CHORUS]
go now you are forgiven
i love you baby girl
ACSECM
AlexANDra