Peter And The Wolf piosenki

Reading under bridges, wandering around Sleeping on park benches and hiding from the town He left New York a fuck up, trying to just go straight Didn't know how long that kind of thing would take But he made up his mind to wait Made a little progress, g...

sun has gone awry paint the ground the leaves will all change colors they always do things i've seen might be real might be a dream the spinning wheel and hourglases of sand you try to understand that it's only one story oh man we really gotta wind...

I recall the wind in the trees and the first thing I wanna see I saw ohhhh how I saw the leaves in your hair 

this kid that i knew got tired of school one day he just walked outta there i'm not trying to sound dramatic plannin' wasnt his habit he didnt even take his wallet, i swear i lived in LA, he starred in New York one night he showed up at my door he sai...

I had to go in June it just kept getting harder had to see the moon rising on the water had to see the sky touching on all sides had to leave my town a long and lonely drive funny how time flies away funny how it flies need to watch to watch the wi...

Well I can't get the phone Leave a message at the tone I am laying in the shower With a bottle of Patron And I probably won't be back to work tomorrow I've got enough tequila To kill a moose. Arrrrrrrrr. 

Trainhopper, trainhopper, tumbling into town your eyes they light the place right up even when your luck is down whenever you run out of cash you kick the dust and turn your back you gather your things and pack your pack and we don't see you around oh,...

Oh, what am I thinking wearing black? The sun is beating on my back As I'm waiting by the railroad tracks With a few scatter bums What a sight to see So lost and free Nobody hounding them or me And each wondering privately How long till my train comes...

On a hill High above the water Breathe in the open air I imagine Our beach on the island See us meeting there We don't have to say a word Every traveler knows Like the wise migrating bird You go where summer goes Whoa man, I really wish I was sitti...