What holy cities are to nomadic tribes - a symbol of race and a bond of union - great books are to the wandering souls of men: they are the Meccas of the mind.
G.E. Woodberry
Another long summer's come and gone
I don't know why it always ends this way
The boardwalk's quiet and the carnival rides
Are as empty as my broken heart tonight
But I close my eyes and one more time
Have you ever thought that the sky was just endlessly dark?
And then look up and see a million stars
Have you ever been scare off the water it's stuck on the edge?
And then you dive in, how quickly you'll forget
You know fears, they capture the way, get by
Before this dance is through
I think I'll love you too
I'm so happy when you dance with me
I don't wanna kiss or hold your hand
If it's funny try and understand
I feel tears wellin' up
Cold and deep inside
Like my heart's sprung a big break
And a stab of loneliness sharp and painful
That I may never shake
You might say that I was takin' it hard
The closer I get to you
The more you make me see
By giving me all you've got (tell me more)
Your love has captured me
Over and over again
In the good old summertime
In the good old summertime
Strollin' through the shady lanes
With my baby, mine
I hold her hand and she holds mine
And that's a very good sign
Pardon me, friend
If what I'm saying don't seem right
But that ‘s the only chance I get now for being man, yeah
Pardon me, sir
If what's I'm saying frays you now
The truth about Roni, she's a sweet little girl
You could treat her nice real and hold her tight
Only tenderonis can give special love
A special kind of love that makes you feel good inside
If you believe in love and all that it can do for you
I hide myself inside the shadows of shame
The silent symphonies were playing their game
My body echoed to the dreams of my soul
This god is something that I could not control
Where can I run to now?
I Guess he'd Rather Be In Colorado
I guess he'd rather be in Colorado
He'd rather spend his time out where the sky looks like a pearl after a rain
Once again I see him walkin Once again I hear him talking to the stars he makes
