The End of the Road (words in comments)
posted by Zook at 9:09 AM
Sunday, January 09, 2005
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- Name: Zook
- Location: Paradise, Waits
Thought I heard a blackird singing Up on Bluebird Hill Call me a whinin' boy if you will Born where the sun don't shine And I don't deny my name Got no place to go, ain't that a shame? Thought I heard that KC whistle Moaning sweet and low Thought I heard that KC when she blow Down where the sun don't shine Underneath the Kokomo Whinin' boy got no place to go S.m.r. I tell you s.m.r. I know Mountain high, river wide S.m.r. to ride So many roads Thought I heard a jug band playin' "If you don't... who else will?" From over on the far side of the hill All I know the sun don't shine And the rain refused to fall And you don't seem to hear me when I call Wind inside and the wind outside Tangled in the window blind Tell me why you treat me so unkind Down where the sun don't shine Lonely and I call your name No place left to go, ain't that a shame? S.m.r. I tell you New York to San Francisco So many roads I know All I want is one to take me home From the high road to the low So many roads I know From the land of the midnight sun Where the ice blue roses grow Along those roads of gold and silver snow Howlin' wide or moaning low S.m.r. I know So many roads to ease my soul (R. Hunter)
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The end of the road (January 1993)
We tried to talk it over but it never seemed to work
Sought out ever form of relief but it still just hurts
No way to get through to you if you don’t want to see
That the way we see each other is the way it has to be
You can love me you can hate me it’s all lies just the same
We’re just each other’s puppets in a pre-conceived game
(Chorus) The end of the road, the end of the road
I thought I saw a path ahead but where did it go?
All the hopes of the future shatter like broken glass
And become the bloody knives of the pains of the past
The end of the road but I still can see
That there’s gotta be another one beginning for me
We made each other’s robots locked up in a jar
And the things we hate about us are deep down what we are
You can blame me I can blame you it won’t do a thing
You’re the queen of your nightmare and of mine I’m the king
Well I guess I saw it coming but I still didn’t want to know
When your pressed against a corner there’s just nowhere to go
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