The Valley Of Weeping Crazy Arm

Keep one eye open tonight In the valley of the damned Wave upon wave of control All the continents aligned Down in the dirt with the truth But up from the valley of weeping Tied to the long road ahead

U.f.o. Rosie Weeping Tile

A white buffalo you say And paper to roll With the prophecy way When the snakes criss-cross Like roads over land Get an aerial view of arable land They saw a UFO in the valley There's an alien in the street

County Line High Valley

right out of the clear blue collar sky Yeah just lovin\' this life On the dirt road side of the county line Ain\'t rich but we\'re doin\' alright Got my honey on my arm, Jesus in my heart Living

Weeping Soweto String Quartet

I knew a man who lived in fear It was huge it was angry it was drawing near Behind his house a secret place Was the shadow of the demon he could never face He built a wall of steel and flame And men with

Weeping Josh Groban

Behind his house a secret place Was the shadow of the demon He could never face.

Weeping Of The Spirits Virgin Steele

In the Valley of Dying Stars as the Gods dream their angry dreams Restless Spirits, thoughts arise from the porcelain shuttered rooms they shift and glide The Dawn becomes lighter for the Weeping of the

She's With Me High Valley

When the devil's knocking at my door When I'm broken and I'm battle worn Down in the valley, on my knees Yea she's, yea she's with me Ain't she amazing, amazing, out of my league?

Arm To Arm Catch 22

I don't want to reach the top. I don't want to be a millionare. I know that it may sound crazy, but it's driving me insane. Staring out the window of another fucking train.

Born To Ruin Crazy Arm

Masters of the realm, servants of the pigs, courtiers of the crown Raised on trouble, caught in the blast This moral down pour will never last Saviours of the law, shadows of spin, sisters of war Raised

Of The Tarantulas Crazy Arm

A black scab grows where you bite But I'll bring your hiding place to light Your father's envy and conceit Your secret tyrant appetite I'd be a pillar saint not a whirlpool of revenge Thus spoke the more

Song Of Choice Crazy Arm

Early every year the seeds are growing Unseen, unheard, they lie beneath the ground Would you know before the leaves are showing That with weeds all your garden will abound If you close your eyes, stop

Desire Lines Crazy Arm

Up at the windows Of unseen wards Traffic control behind Mind control ahead Some people take my breath away Some people leave me cold Neon lights go on We're all cruising along The belts and the buckles

Tribes Crazy Arm

I don't wanna live in a fucked up world Where morality is lost to the laws of hate Where the making of a woman is her lack of shame The making of a man is his lack of guilt Who gets buried and who gets

Remembrance Crazy Arm

Singing the old songs again Frightened yet full of compassion We're singing our plainsongs again History played in slow motion This is the day of remembrance This is the day when our choices are laid out

A Pocketful Of Gold Crazy Arm

here It takes but a minute to know what you want It may take a lifetime to know who you are The secret is reading all the right words And learning to live with the cracks and the scars So you made it

Still To Keep Crazy Arm

I'm tired of complications I'm tired of making do I'm tired of celebrations I'm leaving them to you We're jumping over wisdom And falling on our fears Oh lord, I need the pressure But who's to say I'm

County Jaws Crazy Arm

We had it hard in days gone by And now it comes as no surprise That the plight of working people still Demands that we should bend at will To the liars one and liars all There's no inquiry to put an end

Fossils Crazy Arm

Take your time little man I won't be back here for a while I'm doing the best that I can To be truthful like a child The sun shines pure as gold As the old men wither and die I'm in trouble if truth be

Meet The Marines Crazy Arm

It tears a hole into the outer skin Throws its caution to the wind It leaves a stain upon the cotton sheets And makes a mockery of sin It thinks it's winning but I know it's beat Carves its initials on

200 Pints Of Blood Crazy Arm

Picking up the pieces of a tragedy That implicates us all Life comes in, life goes out When the vultures come to town Searching for an answer in the madness of bad ideology 200 pints of blood 200 pints

Bandalito Crazy Arm

You had a dream of a selfdom, of glory That seldom did blossom and never endured You can rest easy, so safe in the knowledge That nobody thinks they're in touch with the world You were in love with the

Crazy Love Cherry Monroe

You are sweet, like honey But you cut me like a knife This bittersweet poison ain't healthy And I feel like I'm dying (I'm dying) Hey, it's a shame to see you cry with weeping eyes The pain in letting

Charnel House Blues Crazy Arm

somewhere Fucking up someone bad And I know that I've fucked you up before Fucking up someone somewhere Fucking up someone some more And I know that I've done this before And I know you're gonna even the

International Front Crazy Arm

Cold, cold steel Keeps you awake You're counting down the days Scorched and burned by a golden sun Cold, cold sweat Keeps you alive We're counting down the hours Shocked and awed in the golden sun Taking

Asphalt Crazy Arm

In other times you'd lose those graces In a blaze of accusations, on slates of stone In other worlds your kings and queens Will not stand up to scrutiny While things are spoken, while gods are dead I'll

DEATH VALLEY LIVES Jimmy Buffett

It's the ways of her father If she's gonna change she hasn't done it yet And the desert is calling to me Run before the final trap is set All roads lead to the city Where the dudes and the dykes

Christ In Concrete Crazy Arm

Taken by wheel, rail and heel Brought here to die, or work in hell Death from above, close your eyes Seeds of disease, sown and grown We fall Sew up your mouth, try your friends Nobody wants you in the

Henry Fabian Flynn Crazy Arm

The tide comes back in to wash away your sins Then you begin to sin once again, remember Oh remember, trouble and desire And when I get in the states that I get in I think of Henry Flynn and try once again

Reassure Me Crazy Arm

Between the cracks in the pavement and the holes in our lives Between selfish superstition and the open road Between nostalgic remembrance and neurotic delight There's nothing to protect us from the falling

Little Boats Crazy Arm

The little crowns that weigh us down We sit inside, put on our frowns From tapestry to wedding bells We live in sin and fuck in hell The little streets that map our days The cul de sacs and true love ways

White Canyon Crazy Arm

So I kept my curtains closed through the summer Because the room would become too bright And I kept my thoughts to myself through the summer Because you wouldn't comprehend the beginning or the end And

City & Western Crazy Arm

My lovin' brother, he knows my name We have each other, we're not the same My lovin' mother can't see me here She sits and wonders what I desire City wants me to be truthful Country wants me to be useful

Blind Summit Crazy Arm

I've done things that i'm proud of and things that I ain't It all goes to ground in the end From winner to sinner, from ass hole to saint I've got no desire to make amends So sit down beside me and I'll

Kith And Kingdom Crazy Arm

account for everything From yours to mine My kingdom for a crown We let the whole world down But we don't let on, we don't tap the slate My kingdom couldn't wait Stalk the forest at night Turf battles

Oh Death / Hell To Pay Crazy Arm

Oh death, oh death Won't you spare me over 'til another year Well what is this that I can't see With ice cold hands takin' hold of me Well I am death, none can excel I'll open the door to heaven or hell

The Misty Coast Of Albany T.Rex

Weeping willow woman Ladled on the arm Of the misty coast of Albany With its charm Pining pillar of the wild willows end Womanly waiting For your manly friend A star 'bove the mire is her husbandly choice

The Misty Coast Of Albany (BBC Top Gear / Live / 1969 / Mono) Marc Bolan, T.Rex

Weeping willow woman Ladled on the arm Of the misty coast of Albany With its charm Pining pillar of the wild willows end Womanly waiting For your manly friend A star 'bove the mire is her husbandly choice

The Right Wing Never Sleeps Crazy Arm

Forgive me Father For I have not confessed or sinned I've been reacting to the state I find myself in I've seen the garden it flows With the colour of blood I'll cup you in my warm hands When you're dying

Hail Holy Queen Deloris & The Sisters

Hail Holy Queen, mother of mercy Our life our sweetness and our hope To thee do we cry poor banished children of eve To thee do we send our sighs mourning and weeping In this valley of tears Turn

Valley Fortune

Down to the valley where the fortunes grow Down to the free That gathered holy 'round the fire that grows so well On with the laughter when the work is done It is what it is A passing work of human hands

Death Valley Nights Blue Oyster Cult

Bleached by the sun And scorched by the moon If I make it 'til tomorrow noon I'm leaving 'tween the horror of space And the terror of time My heart in crystal down the line I'm screaming What I need is

California Mountain Shake Death Valley Girls

The California Mountain Snake Does the California mountain shake I can decide what lies behind my eyes I'm still in love with you [Verse 2] The weeping willow bows its head I wish he'd weep for me instead

We Don't Go There Anymore Crazy Arm

The day has only just begun And I'm feeling so tired I take my orders from the sun It decrees my desires I don't care where I fall When the wind shakes on my window I'm happy doing nothing at all The war

Valley Jethro Tull

Valley Wake hard in the morning. See the young girl milking. Stream rushing by on a bed of stone.

Broken By The Wheel Crazy Arm

won't hold your daughter's hand If you don't grow into a man I don't know what to do here and it's getting hard to breathe I don't know what's a coming and I think I'd rather leave Sit and complain to the

The Misty Coast Of Albany Tyrannosaurus Rex

Rex Miscellaneous The Misty Coast of Albany Weeping willow woman Ladled on the arm Of the misty coast of Albany With its charm Pining pillar of the wild willows end Womanly waiting For your manly

Valley Nneka

lie of your past Oh deep down, beyond the surface of your humble heart You long for my passion, you long for love Baby wouldn't you walk with me The long way Darling wouldn't you take my hand For I know

Black Canyon Crazy Arm

Scared by what we know Not about to lose control We knew it all along Scared by what we know And scared to be alone And I wonder where you are And I wonder who you are Yeah I wonder who you are I want all the

The Weeping Bess Atwell

Hold me up let me sing ’til I’m untouchable I get what I want I know how to talk myself out of trouble I saw us as two halves but two halves of a whole And now if I can help it I barely see her at all

Weeping Willow Spencer Day

In the shade of a weeping willow once I played as an innocent child and the earth was my only pillow as I gazed at the clouds passing by. What became of the weeping willow?