Weather Experience
All the things that go bump in the night
Quietness uncovers, betrayal now hovers
And my comfort level's not quite right
Well I'd love to stay and evaluate
But my torture can't wait
It seems I'm..I'm losing ground
Welcome all to my disciplined breakdown
I never ever can decipher
Who listens to the words I say
While I sense I'm searching
I never know who's lurking
To scare my sacred thoughts away
Well I'd love to hang and chat a while
But my mind's become vile
It seems I'm..I'm losing ground
Welcome all to my d
Kings Highway
Up from the ashes, out of the flames
Keeps getting stronger, like a slow rolling train
Watch it run
Oh, why do the good die young
Burning like a shooting star
Born with a broken heart
Off in the distance, it was calling my name
So I took me a ride, on that slow rolling train
It still runs
But it seems that the good die young
Playing on that sad guitar
Born with a broken heart
Burning like a shooting star
Born with a broken heart
Seems it was over, before it begun
Killed by a bullet, from a six-string gun
Bang a drum
Oh, why do the good die young
Riding in a long black car
Born with a broken heart
Playing on that sad guitar
Born with a broken heart
Burning like a shooting star
Born with a broken heart