RUSTED WISHES

I believe that something happened long before we were born.
Every little piece of living - a piece of something that lives on.
All of us are bound together. Sticking like a mess a glue.
I believing you aint, you believing I aint, both of us are just like you.
Get along, get along. Throw another year in the wishing well.
I got shotgun dreams, rusted wishes. When you coming home, girl.
It hurts like hell.
Baby, I can set the table. You can cook a mess of greens.
Strike a match against the candles and whistle like a Prussian queen.
You can sit and watch me drownin. Dying in you big blue eyes.
You can see I love ya, I can float above ya, high into the Chagall skies.
Get along, get along. Throw another year in the wishing well.
I got cat-gut dreams, broken dishes. When you coming home, girl.
It hurts like hell.
I believe that something happened long before we were born.
Every little piece of living is a piece of something that lives on.
Baby don't you ever worry. Baby, don't you ever cry.
Aint no use to fret, you're getting what you get.
Just because it was is why.
Get along, get along.
Throw another year
in the wishing well.
I got black-jack dreams,
barbwire ditches.
When you coming home.
I be here alone.
Waiting on the dinner bell.