Sometimes late when things are real
And people share the gift of gab between themselves
Some are quick to take the bait
And catch the perfect prize that waits among the shelves
But Oz never did give nothing to the Tin Man
That he didn't, didn't already have
And Cause never was the reason for the evening
Or the tropic of Sir Galahad.
So please believe in me
When I say I'm spinning round, round, round, round
Smoke glass stain bright color
Image going down, down, down, down
Soapsuds green like bubbles
Oh, Oz never did give nothing to the Tin Man
That he didn't, didn't already have
And Cause never was the reason for the evening
Or the tropic of Sir Galahad
So please believe in me
When I say I'm spinning round, round, round, round
Smoke glass stain bright color
Image going down, down, down, down
Soapsuds green like bubbles
No, Oz never did give nothing to the Tin Man
That he didn't, didn't already have
And Cause never was the reason for the evening
Or the tropic of Sir Galahad
So please believe in me
― Tim Ellison (Tim Ellison), Thursday, 21 April 2005 17:15 (twenty years ago)
"Don't Cross the River"
There's a little girl out lying on her own
She's got a broken heart
She's not the kind to take you down for long
She knows and plays it smart
And if she's comin' she's shown no mark
She's heard no whistle blowin' from the dark
She feels like leavin' and she don't know why
Without no bridges she's trapped, so I sigh
Don't cross the river if you can't swim the tide
Don't try denying livin' on the other side
All your life you were on your own
And if you want you can ride my train
And soon forget the reason that you're leavin'
You'll lose yourself and then some time
Maybe even save yourself some grievin'
Don't cross the river if you can't swim the tide
Don't try denying livin' on the other side
All your life you were on your own
― jack cole (jackcole), Thursday, 21 April 2005 17:19 (twenty years ago)