She says, 'I'm getting that lonely sinking feeling,
You know what I mean?'
With his hand on her back he's thinking,
'Where does that leave me?'
Just when I think I've uncovered the...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Cowboy Junkies
My mother sang the sweetest melody
Although she never sang in a musical key
I'd hear her through the house
My name called out loud
My mother sang the sweetest melody
My mother's h...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Cowboy Junkies
Now I know, now I know what it means to be broken
Now I know, now I know what it means to be bared
You in the chair perceptibly sinking
I'm on my knees once again made aware
Of the...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Cowboy Junkies
Hold on honey, there's a new dawn coming
and a big bird to sweep you away
Are you born yet? Are you listening?
Are you sick of staring at the walls?
Are you hungry? Are you angry...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Cowboy Junkies
I wish I had a blue guitar,
A blue guitar to play all night long
Singing songs of loss and love
Singing songs till morning comes
Ghosts in the basement
Screams from the kitchen
I ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Cowboy Junkies
No one in sight for fifty miles,
Sleeping fields sigh as I glide across their spines
If I could just reach the crest of that hill
This whole day will tumble and out the night will ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Cowboy Junkies
The beautiful is not chosen
The chosen becomes beautiful
The beautiful is not chosen
The chosen becomes beautiful
Please do not forsake me now,
Sparkling gone
With darkling days
I...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Cowboy Junkies
Someone
Out there
Kneeling
No one
Out there
Listening
But what I want to know
Before you save my soul
Is who gave this power to that fucker up there?
Someone
Out there
Crying
S...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Cowboy Junkies
No birds today
Just this square patch of gray
Molting sky moving in on its morning prey
No words today
No one knocking at the gate
I lost my name long before I lost my way
I wond...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Cowboy Junkies
Place my body on the funeral pyre,
Cut it loose to float downstream
Leave it frozen on a mountain top,
Suspend it high to be picked clean
You said never to grow old,
But you forgo...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Cowboy Junkies