Official Lyrics

Morrison

my head all wrapped up in red wine from this glass I’m not puttin’ down.
clearly, I’ve tried and I’ve tried, but my feet ain’t on solid ground.

at first it was charming but now quite alarming, the engines out
you gave the impression my honest confession would smooth this out.

o, and then you’re courier delivered your message faintly..

officer, believe you me..
i know what it seems,
but its him that you need.
“son, don’t give the same line twice
and you’re fine. keep on livin’ life”

twisting and turning a fire’s been burning when I’m not around.
caught on the side in the longest of lines when the lights blew out.
a cold invitation of false information surrounds me now.
you gave me a purpose.. in debt to your service and what I found.

o, and then you’re courier delivered your message faintly

officer, believe you me..
i know what it seems,
but its him that you need.
“son, don’t give the same line twice
and you’re fine.
keep on livin’ life”

officer, believe you me..
i know what it seems,
but its him that you need.
“son, don’t give the same line twice
and you’re fine. keep on livin’ life”

The Ocean (Stole My Camera)

i captured a photo of everything local i knew
my lens it would grow as i laid on the beach next to you

the vision i painted, the surf came and stated its claim
i called all the choppers, police helicopters to save
my memory faded, i drove to the shoreline of gold
but all they could find was the film left behind and its ghost

the ocean stole my camera,
but took my photo.
the ocean stole my camera,
but took my photo, after all.

the ocean stole my camera,
but took my photo.
the ocean stole my camera,
but took my photo, after all.

Hazel 72

those who know me,
know i need a good read to brighten the mood.
when we’re so boldly
hallucinating in a digital slew.
losing all time,
in what we now know as silent radio hiss
all controlling, what our phone finds and what our seretonin says.

fallin’ up and fallin’ down,
down down whats a human to do?
goin’ in and goin’ out, out, out...
so full of all kinds,
and those that now know they need to get it to give.
taking to no time,
to realize what our reality is.
transparently,
thoughts are racin’ at the speed of sound.
a melancholy,
fallin’ up and fallin’ down, down, down.

fallin’ up and fallin’ down, down, down
whats a human to do?
goin’ in and goin’ out, out, out

(and if i’m breathin’ i’m believin’, baby)

on the one side,
its just routine to get caught up in bliss.
a clever disguise, for feelin all alone and missed.
so easily,
findin’ blind love in a photo on a phone.
mind creating, its just the enclave of the digital code..

fallin’ up and fallin’ down, down, down
what’ll intelligence do?
goin’ in and goin’ out, out, out..

I’ll Be Fine

there was a devil on his shoulder,
floatin’ soft in the aroma.
now he’s sittin by the fire,
contemplating his desires.
they say, “he drink too much corona.”
that, “he’s a rebel and a loner,
gettin’ caught up in the strange truth,
you only feel blue when you want to.”

as the years were growing older
his mind was slowly getting bolder.
in the transcendental harbor,
his cup was filling up with water.
they say, “he drink too much corona.”
that, “he’s a rebel and a loner.”
but with a sound that would inspire,
he felt compelled to light the fire.

it was his sentimental aura,
that had in flowing through the flora.
in the garden, in the photo,
he was always living coastal.
as the blue and orange photons
gave the moon to put his eyes on
through the window of the motel,
he sun bathed staring at the final slanting rays of the sun.

of the sun now..

he says, “i could let a lover kill me but a thousand times,
before i learn its my turn, and not my place to be burned..”
he says, “i’d never let a lover feel this cold and left behind,
after all that I’ve learned, i’ll leave no stone left unturned..”

yea, he says, “i could let a lover kill me but a thousand times,
before i learn its my turn and not my place to be burned..”
o he says, “i’d never let a lover feel this cold and left behind.
after all that I’ve learned, i’ll leave no stone left unturned.. i’ll be fine.”

Bohemian Blonde

picture a little place
a little place inside your head
where you can take all of your worries
and simply groove them off instead.
i want to find a little place a place
where you and i can go
and take advantage of the flurries
by makin’ angels out of snow.

i want to fly to montecarlo
and take a drive back to chicago
we’re gonna dine the mediterranean... alright.. flip

picture a little place
a place with beaches made of gold
o we could sail away to sydney
or copenhagen we may float.
were gonna find a little place
a place where you and i can go
and take advantage of the flurries
by makin’ angels out of snow.

i wanna vibe in montecarlo
and take a drive back to chicago
were gonna dine the mediterranean
o i’ll put the world into my pocket
yea were the only ones to stop it
were gonna dive into the caribbean

were gonna vibe to montecarlo
then take a drive back to chicago
were gonna dine the mediterranean
we’ll put the world into our pocket
yea we’re the only ones to stop it
we’re gonna dive into the caribbean
we’ll go to cairo baby baby
i need the lesson from ya, lady
we’re gonna fly on to tokyo
we’ll put the world into our pocket
we’d be the only ones to stop it
and then we’ll fly, cause you’re the only one

Palm Tree Prison

day to day
try the town
shoving diamonds in the ground
to watch them bloom

come to find,
you’re stuck in line
eatin bread crumbs left behind..

desert trees,
and crazy beings
hopeful thoughts wake up in dreams

when we go back,
we lose these things,
but gain a few in blue and green

choose a new pool, write a left hand page
follow a new find, and act your age
notified by the digital craze,
losin’ his mind in a pointless daze
and he’s all worked up over nothin’ at all
blamin the world, and not the alcohol
takin 2 when the 1 would do, he could see,
as he wrote another letter in a palm tree

steady shine,
but get in line
and once you do,
go back in time

cause in a photo,
you can dream
but in reality, it seems,
to go so slow....

choose a new pool, write a left hand page
follow a new find, and act your age
notified by the digital craze,
losin’ his mind in a pointless daze
and he’s all worked up over nothin’ at all
blamin the world, and not the alcohol
takin 2 when the 1 would do, he could see,
as he wrote another letter in a palm tree

Lost In Translation

over the rainbow into the ocean of gray
caught in a photo.. now its a half year away

falling out of reach,
another bottle left on the shoreline.
the only words i traced are no longer yours.

i won’t limit, i won’t limit myself
but im, better caught in a cage
than to be lost in hell
i won’t give in, i won’t give in to the spell
cause i can see by your face
that it affects your health

gimme a moment,
maybe i’ll say what i want
gimme a phone line,
tell you the things i’ve thought

falling out of reach,
another bottle left on the shoreline.
the only words i traced are no longer yours
i won’t limit, i won’t limit myself
but im, better caught in a cage
than to be lost in hell
i won’t give in, i won’t give in to the spell
cause i can see by your face
that it affects your health

...lost in translation... (x2)

The Tiger & The Bee

i never know how,
but i just need this to change..
i feel a lot of love, love, sittin’ in the mud
and i’m given the same.
so wake me up now,
cause i’ve been lost in a daze.
i need a cold shot of somethin’ bold
to wash it away.

i need a low down..
spent too much time in the shade.
you got me mostly feelin like a ghost
gettin’ rid of the pain.
the only way through the isolation
is change.
and for a dime,
ya get into the line
and you’re breakin the bank.

now you’re runnin’ away... (x4)

gettin’ old now..
fight the feelin the same.
it ain’t a lose, lose,
honey, if you bruise lemme kiss it away.
i feel a breakdown creepin’ up, in a way
we’re losin’ time, time, honey, on the clock
and it’s meltin’ the rain.
the only way through,
i can see from your face,
is a breezy little tongue and cheek
and you’re pushin’ it babe..
write it on a tombstone
and take it straight to the grave.
i’m on my knees,
i need a remedy
and it’s wearin’ on me.

now you’re runnin’ away (x4)

now you’re runnin’ away (x4)

Towers

c’mon stay!
cause you got a long time comin’
and you got no need to wish it away.
somethin’ bout a town on the ocean-
it can put you in a heavy daze.
and when you color in the lines
all the time,
don’t ya need a change?
and with the window wide open,
all you needed was a taste of the rain..

now god damn..
see i’ve been out steady drinkin’
now you caught me with a heavy shake.
i’ve been west coast trippin’
now my head is floatin’ next to the train.
and when the ground starts shakin’
will you be there if i derail?
and with my head wide open,
all i needed was enough to compare.

ba, ba, ba (x4)

c’mon stay!
cause you got a long time comin’
and you got no need to wish it away.
somethin’ bout a town on the ocean-
it can put you in a heavy daze.
and now the color in your eyes is the same
as it was that day..
and with my head wide open
all i needed was a taste of the rain

“..wrong way..”
now with my minds eye open,
i can see you found yourself a friend.
and with the time bein’ gone,
i can tell ya, “theres no need to pretend.”
and when ya color in the lines
all the time,
don’t ya need a change?
and with your hand wide open
all you needed was a taste of the rain..

ba ba ba (x4)

and with my hand wide open,
all i needed was enough to compare.
and when the ground starts shakin’,
will you be there if i derail?