Lyrics:
Trucks and bulk bins filled with rust
Boy leaves home to make a crust
A father's dreams reduced to dust
But he must go on
Tortured red gums unashamed
Never let you go away
You have taught me that all beauties live inside
In a smile, in a red bug and in a rhyme
For the small things now I wonder
The falling leaves drift by the window
The autumn leaves of red and gold
I see your lips, the summer kisses
The sun-burned hands I used to hold
the city of the mo
Man tho I'm a pisces its the tales of a scorpio
I wear Polo or maybe Isod
You pick the paradise its really by the bank wad
-Equipto
Shit
Straight out of Nashville, here's your next big star
He don't write the songs he sings, but he knows the words by heart.
Wears a cowboy hat,
The falling leaves drift by the window
The autumn leaves of red and gold
I see your lips, the summer kisses
The sun-burned hands I used to hold
Take you wonder by wonder
Over, sideways and under
On a magic carpet ride
A whole new world
A new fantastic point of view
No one to tell us no
not greener on the other side
I know by now, 'cause I walked the red carped and died
There is so much more to life than what meets the eye
We're
behind the eyes thou hast
A flame enshroudéd in its blackness;
Burning without the faintest breeze.
Teach me, dearest, the reason wherefore
Thou by such
The falling leaves drift by the window
The autumn leaves of red and gold
I see your lips, the summer kisses
The sun-burned hands I used to hold
just to be
A drop of red in the deep blue sea
And they can say that I am lost
But I always add up when I try to plus
And the time gets ticking,
The falling leaves drift by the window
The autumn leaves of red and gold
I see your lips, the summer kisses
The sun-burned hands I used to hold
your feet
Is about to be red and nasty
Through the past we became an obscurity
By today we are the beast's you've created
Pain one secret lust
The falling leaves drift by the window
The autumn leaves of red and gold
I see your lips, the summer kisses
The sun-burned hands I used to hold
predict his mood by what the clouds would do
We befriended the weather
I found my mother on the road
Her hands were shaking
Nothing bad could ever
make their escape.
Yeah, they left him lying there in a dark pool of his own hate.
There was no time to contemplate.
In a house by the door, there's
The falling leaves drift by the window
The autumn leaves of red and gold
I see your lips, the summer kisses
The sun-burned hands I used to hold
got you by my side with the cherry red kiss
Hit me off make it soft hold me tight throughout the night
You know I'm gonna fight cos the thing we had
the defecation in red
Harry gorilla Hebrew DeLouise stee', runnin in fatso
Bloody vasco', hard to earn like Donnie Brasco
You brothers heard me, walkin on eggs
The falling leaves drift by the window
The autumn leaves of red and gold
I see your lips, the summer kisses
The sun-burned hands I used to hold
no one ever calls me
I should paint myself green
Walk around in a red g-string
Cause I just don't fit in
Turn my hat sideways
Put a band aid
face turns red
All the blood rushes to my head
I'd like to say that it's hot instead
It's just another day with you
Baby, it could never be commonplace
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
Said he'd pass by between nine and three
Son you bother me!
You bother me
I had a long day and now it's time to relax
When my head hit the pillow I
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