Let me rewind to the times where we never felt ill
We fill our minds with those dreams and we never miss a beat
Just pass the time staying up, feeling restless at night
Come wake me up before I die and I never get to live
I want a house on the hill by the ocean
I’d let the tide wash away all my critical mistakes
I want a house on the hill by the ocean
I’d let the tide wash away all my critical mistakes
Let’s spend the days, empty space, watch the waves in our mind
We count the stars, write our names in the sand beneath our feet
It feels so right blowing smoke clouds polluting the sky
You take a drag before the moment escapes you, feel the light
I want a house on the hill by the ocean
I’d let the tide wash away all my critical mistakes
I want a house on the hill by the ocean
I’d let the tide wash away all my critical mistakes
Let me rewind
We fill our minds
We fill our minds with smoke
I want a house on the hill by the ocean
I’d let the tide wash away all my critical mistakes
I want a house on the hill by the ocean
I’d let the tide wash away all my critical mistakes
One more drink ‘fore he split town,
Pulled up in a rose pink cadillac
He was singin’ with the top down girl from the north,
Dylan and Johnny Cash
He won the car on a card game listenin’ to The Boss,
He keeps his clothes in a gunney sack
She said, “Tell you what sailor, if you take me outta here,
I’ll do anything that you ask,
‘Cause I don’t wanna die like the people down here
But I feel that I’m fading fast.”
He looked over to her chestnut hair,
He said “I don’t believe in love.”
But he knew good and well she was the only girl there,
So he figured it was close enough
And they hopped in the car, rolled the windows down far,
And they headed through the desert plains
And she didn’t even mind when they crossed the state line
And the sky opened up with rain
And they went three states ‘fore they even spoke a word,
He leaned over just to ask her name
She said, “Take me to the 61 highway, sailor,
And you can call me Queen Jane,
‘Cause the only thing I stole from the town
Was a crown that I took from a beauty queen.”
And he looked over to her deep green eyes,
Knew that she was just as cold as him
So he went to the trunk, grabbed the pistol from inside,
And told Janey of his plan
And they went to the store she put the gas in the car,
He came out running with a case of beer
And he jumped in the back with the money in the sack
And Janey she took the wheel
And they ran off in a blaze in a sweet summer haze,
To the bullets of the cashier
“You keep your head down sailor
’cause I might need ya’ later, just holler if you can hear,
‘Cause I’m gonna need a man,
Not a farmer girl tan and a cadillac souvenir.”
And they camped out by the railroad bridge,
And they made love all night,
Watched the sun come up over Mercury Ridge,
From a hilltop outta sight.
They hit five more banks and their small-town safes
And they knew that they could get out fast
Had the time of their life but they had to have a talk,
’cause they knew that it couldn’t last
They made friends with the man at the Mexico border,
And they left him with a bag of cash
She said, “I tell you what, sailor,
I don’t care about that paper
But I’m happy that we passed,
‘Cause I’m feeling pretty tired
And I’m carrying a child and we both need a rest.”
And they settled down to a house near the water,
Where they would live to be old and gray
And many years later and the kids are all older,
And they tell ’em ’bout the good ole’ days.
as i dive in without my wings
at the speed of light i’m flying to my end
as i fall without my wings
how i’m the last song the blackbird will sing
i’m free at last, free from you,
free from the past
freedom at last
what is life, other than a cage to me
i’m free at last, free from you
free from the past
freedom at last
what is life, other than a cage to me
blackbird,
oh, blackbird
blackbird
oh, blackbird
now i rise as the phoenix escapes from me
through the fire, through the flames
leaving ashes underneath
i’m free at last, free from you
free from the past
freedom at last
what is life, other than a cage to me
i’m free at last, free from you
free from the past
freedom at last
what is life, other than a cage to me
blackbird
oh blackbird
blackbird
sing one last song for me
yeah blackbird
oh black bird
sing one last song for me
Your love is better than ice cream
better than anything else that I’ve tried
and your love is better than ice cream
Everyone here knows how to fight
and it’s a long way down
it’s a long way down
it’s a long way down to the place
where we started from
Your love is better than chocolate
better than anything else that I’ve tried
oh love is better than chocolate
everyone here knows how to cry
it’s a long way down
it’s a long way down
it’s a long way down to the place
where we started from…
Your love is better than ice cream
better than anything else that I’ve tried
and your love is better than ice cream
Everyone here knows how to fight
and it’s a long way down
it’s a long way down
it’s a long way down to the place
where we started from
Your love is better than chocolate
better than anything else that I’ve tried
oh love is better than chocolate
everyone here knows how to cry
it’s a long way down
it’s a long way down
it’s a long way down to the place
where we started from…
Bite chunks out of me
You’re a shark and I’m swimming
My heart still thumps as I bleed
And all your friends come sniffing
Triangles are my favorite shape
Three points where two lines meet
Toe to toe, back to back, let’s go, my love; it’s very late
‘Til morning comes, let’s tessellate
Go alone my flower
And keep my whole lovely you
Wild green stones alone my lover
And keep us on my heart
Three guns and one goes off
One’s empty, one’s not quick enough
One burn, one red, one grin
Search the graves while the camera spins
Chunks of you will sink down to seals
Blubber rich in mourning, they’ll nosh you up
Yes, they’ll nosh the love away but it’s fair to say
You will still haunt me
Triangles are my favorite shape
Three points where two lines meet
Toe to toe, back to back, let’s go my love; it’s very late
‘Til morning comes, let’s tessellate