To smell her scent and watch her dancing in the wind. I’m meant to find the place where all good things begin. No earthly sight can match the beauty she displays, and when I die I want her lying by my side in my grave. Her colors change to mark the passing of the days. Ages come and go, but her life goes on the same: she lives to see the sun and feel the wind and drink the rain. The bravest men return with darkened hearts and phantom pain. Once he’s gazed upon her, a man is forever changed. Up beyond the clouds in ancient grounds, so they say, and many men have died trekking up that way. ![]() It grows up on the mountains in a sacred place. What you’re looking for won’t be found easily. Real or imagined, what does it matter now? Come inside, can I get you to stay?“ ![]() Real or imagined, what does it matter? Come inside, can I get you to stay? Oh, little darling, don’t you get lonely? Look in my eyes. Oh, little darling, don’t you look charming here in the eye of the Hurricane. Would I lie? I’m coming right on back for you. When I die, I’m coming right on back for you. Real or imagined what does it matter? Come inside, can I get you to stay? Oh, little darling, don’t you like falling down through the sky like a diving plane? Real or imagined, what does is matter now? Come inside, can I get you to stay? It’s a long night, can I spend it with you? 'Cause you’re oh-so pretty when you stand on the edge. You spend your whole life dreaming and you wake up dead. I can’t sleep when there’s something to do. I don’t feel alive if I ain’t in the fight. I get a laugh out of staring at darkness and wondering why people live in the light. I get a kick out of thunder and lighting tearing through the night hollering your name. I get a thrill out of playin’ with fire, 'cause you hold your life when you hold that flame. Lit by the moon he walked through the sand and he waved goodbye with his dead man’s hand.Īnd he will roam forever, haunting the desert. So lift me up outta here, my friend, and I’ll wander the night 'til the ages end.” I know how to live, I don’t know how to die, and there ain’t no thrills in the afterlife. I’ve stared right into the endless void and I ain’t goin’ back if I’ve got any choice. He said, “I know I’m dead but I don’t want to lie in a grave out here where the coyotes cry. I laid him down in a grave in the sand and he grabbed my arm with his dean man’s hand. Was he unforgiven, or just tired of livin’ a life that never felt like his? Though I was worn and weary, I thought I’d bury him and lay his soul to rest out in the desert at night. Just a kid with his hair slicked back and a knife tucked into his belt. Sure as hell, he was dead as they come, and we was already starting to smell. You come back from a trip to the east but you don’t come back from the dead. Saw him lyin’ in the road looking bad, about twenty yards ahead. Trying to keep my eyes open wide I’d gone days without any rest. Yellow lines in the dead of the night I was heading back out west. I’ve got a bottle of booze and a beautiful girl. I’ve got a hell of a view for the end of the world. Baby, it’s all right, we’ll be up all night. We spent our last night in the moonlight. Yeah, the sky was falling and time was bending. I had a vision tonight that the world was ending. When the World Ender comes, baby, don’t close your eyes. What if we’re unmade when the stars fade? Keep me going 'til the night turns into the day. What if the world dies with the sunrise? Baby, it’s all right, we’ll be up all night. I had a visitor come from the great beyond telling me our time in the world was done, and to watch for a sign in the midnight sky. What if we’re unmade when the stars fade? Keep me going ‘til the night turns into the day. I watched the heavens collide right before my eyes. ![]() The sky was falling and time was bending. Oh, I sing all day and I love you through the night. All the spirits that I know I saw do you see no ghosts in me at all? There ain’t language for the things I feel, and If I can’t have you, then no one ever will. Yes, I know that love is like ghosts when the moonlight, baby, shows you what’s real. But if you’re leavin’, I gotta know why? Oh, I sing all day and I love you through the night. You don’t want me, baby, please don’t lie. ![]() They sing all day and they haunt me in the night. Play the album, and read along for the full experience:
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