If I could make a wish
I think I'd pass
Can't think of anything I need
No cigarettes, no sleep, no light, no sound
Nothing to eat, no books to read

Making love with you
Has left me peaceful, warm, and tired
What more could I ask?
There's nothing left to be desired
Peace came upon me and it leaves me weak
So sleep, silent angel, go to sleep

Sometimes, all I need is the air that I breathe
And to love you
All I need is the air that I breathe
Yes to love you
All I need is the air that I breathe

Peace came upon me and it leaves me weak
So sleep, silent angel, go to sleep

Sometimes, all I need is the air that I breathe
And to love you
All I need is the air that I breathe
Yes to love you
All I need is the air that I breathe

-The Hollies
Ben Failer "City Boy" Loving - 15 years, 11 months, 17 days ago

I was sitting in the Hollywood Hawaiian Hotel
I was staring in my empty coffee cup
I was thinking that the gypsy wasn't lyin'
All the salty margaritas in Los Angeles
I'm gonna drink 'em up

And if California slides into the ocean
Like the mystics and statistics say it will
I predict this motel will be standing until I pay my bill

Don't the sun look angry through the trees
Don't the trees look like crucified thieves
Don't you feel like desperados under the eaves
Heaven help the one who leaves

Still waking up in the mornings with shaking hands
And I'm trying to find a girl who understands me
But except in dreams you're never really free
Don't the sun look angry at me

I was sitting in the Hollywood Hawaiian Hotel
I was listening to the air conditioner hum
Look away down Gower Avenue
Look away...

Look away down Gower Avenue
Look away...

-Warren Zevon
Ben Failer "City Boy" Loving - 16 years, 17 days ago

I hear the sound of distant thunder echo all around
I see the tragedy of young ones lying on the ground
I see the fathers' sons and daughters, I hear the mothers crying
Nothing left for me to do but whisper a prayer for the dying

The suffocating heat of jungles and burning desert sands
Where everything reminds you, you're a stranger in a strange land
The soothing words of politicians, those bodyguards of lies
While guardian angels waste their time and every mother cries

Machine gun, battle cry
You pray to God when the bullets fly
The bombs fall like black rain
And all your dreams take you home again
Nothing but bad dreams
You can't read, you can't write, you're so scared, you can't sleep at night
You try to carry the heavy load
Walking down Armageddon road
Oh, Armageddon road

I hear the sound of distant thunder echo all around
I see the tragedy of young ones lying on the ground
I see the fathers' sons and daughters, I hear the mothers crying
Nothing left for me to do, but whisper a prayer for the dying

Whisper a prayer for the dying

You can't run, you can't hide, you can't show what you feel inside
You're going crazy, going insane,
You know you'll never be the same again
No! No!
Whisper a prayer for the dying
I'm walking down Armageddon road

David Coverdale & Jimmy Page

Ben Failer "City Boy" Loving - 16 years, 26 days ago

Princess cards she sends me
With her regards
Barroom eyes shine vacancy
To see her you gotta look hard
Wounded deep in battle
I stand stuffed like some soldier undaunted
To her Cheshire smile I'll stand on file
She's all I ever wanted
But you let your blue walls get in the way of these facts
Honey, get your carpetbaggers off my back
You wouldn't even give me time to cover my tracks
You said, "Here's your mirror and your ball and jacks"
But they're not what I came for
And I'm sure you see that too
I came for you, for you, I came for you, but you did not need my urgency
I came for you, for you, I came for you, but your life was one long emergency
And your cloud line urges me
And my electric surges free

Crawl into my ambulance
Your pulse is getting weak
Reveal yourself all now to me girl
While you've got the strength to speak
Cause they're waiting for you at Bellevue
With their oxygen masks
But I could give it all to you now
If only you could ask
And don't call for your surgeon
Even he says it's too late
It's not your lungs this time
It's your heart that holds your fate
Don't give me money, honey, I don't want it back
You and your pony face and your union jack
Well take your local joker and teach him how to act
I swear I was never that way even when I really cracked
Didn't you think I knew that you were born with the power of a locomotive
Able to leap tall buildings in a single bound?
And your Chelsea suicide with no apparent motive
You could laugh and cry in a single sound

And your strength is devastating
In the face of all these odds
Remember how I kept you waiting
When it was my turn to be the god?

You were not quite half so proud
When I found you broken on the beach
Remember how I poured salt on your tongue
And hung just out of reach?
And the band they played the homecoming theme
As I caressed your cheek
That ragged, jagged melody she still clings to me like a leech
But that medal you wore on your chest always got in the way
Like a little girl with a trophy so soft to buy her way
We were both hitchhikers but you had your ear tuned to the roar
Of some metal-tempered engine on an alien, distant shore
So you, left to find a better reason than the one we were living for
And it's not that nursery mouth I came back for
It's not the way you're stretched out on the floor
Cause I've broken all your windows and I've rammed through all your doors
And who am I to ask you to lick my sores?
And you should know that's true...
I came for you, for you, I came for you, but you did not need my urgency
I came for you, for you, I came for you, but your life was one long emergency
and your cloud line urges me
And my electric surges free

I came for you, for you, I came for you
I came for you, for you, I came for you

-Bruce Springsteen
Ben Failer "City Boy" Loving - 16 years, 29 days ago

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