The Essex Green

I have seen the moonlight On the shoulder of the midnight road On the county fire I've been running for hours Now my feet are broke, I haven't spoke I gotta mind to pray For the people in southern states For to keep it underground For your secrets yo

I went to see York and Carlisle, To find what fell from me. I walked those streets I heard those spires. From Chambersburg to Berkeley Springs, To where the Youghiogheny sinks. And as the highway rolls, Potomac shows me the way. In Monterey, Virginia

Everything Is Green Mondays I'm alone with you It took me by surprise I never saw that boy in you Locked behind your eyes We're not ready for the cut So I'll meet you in the rough By the side of the creek. Will you birdie, will you bogie? It doesn't

I was born today in all them constelation The minor where a major wants to be I stacked my words, manufactured merchant And walked along the water in my sleep To the news spun circles and there I saw you Wrapped up in a New York magazine Was that the

Big Green Tree - The Essex Green I just wanna remain an anonimity I don't want anyone to know my face I just wanna be another one of those jokers Writing songs underneath the big green Tree (The big green tree) Is all I need (The big green tree) Is h

A moment taken slowly by the sea Wind blowing down Bells ring a sigh, of good morning, goodbye... Ooooo... Faces pass you by on a blue train flyin' high Who do you see this time? Everybody's talkin' at once They got the look of a stranger Ooh.. The s

It's been too many mornings since the mornings in the sun The day is neverending 'til the darkness begun Hearing from the .. house upon 43 Sun is breaking dust along the rusty Rue de Lis Now he's down the Rue de Lis He's down the Rue de Lis We walked

You may be on central time, girl (Julia) But I'm still behind you here, girl (Julia) And if you're thinkin' 'bout it right (Julia) It's so sad to get lonely In their mind they're only, a little more sad You and me, we got a whole world to key So take

Magnificent wonder Mrs. Bean Your daughter's under her chair She's hiding her face, her legs, her hair You've got them all so very clean You've done so well, you've kept So you must have an angel under your spell The people watching from the street T

Well I overheard an invisible voice Miles away in a crumbling hotel It said, this is a force like a moving sky I say, forget all you know, we gotta run and hide You shouted out your heartache Nearly every night And we can just pretend That I can fill