Love lost, such a cost: give me things that don’t get lost, like a coin that won’t get tossed [while] rolling home to you.
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But [now] I’m all alone at last, rolling home to you.
Love lost, such a cost: give me things that don’t get lost, like a coin that won’t get tossed [while] rolling home to you.
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But [now] I’m all alone at last, rolling home to you.
Categories: Ideals · Loneliness · Love · Reality · Simplicity
Tagged: 1972, Harvest
Old man, look at my life: twenty-four and there’s so much more. Live alone in a paradise, that makes me think of two.
Categories: City/Country life · Growing old · Growing up · Ideals · Loneliness
Tagged: 1972, Harvest
Old man, take a look at my life: I’m a lot like you; I need someone to love me the whole day through. Ah, one look in my eyes and you can tell that’s true.
Categories: Family · Growing old · Ideals · Independence · Loneliness · Ordinary People · Philosophies · Reality · Simplicity
Tagged: 1972, Harvest
Woke up this morning with love in mind. It was raining outside, but my love still shined: kept me warm till my plane touched the sky.
Categories: Happiness/fulfilment · Ideals · Love
Tagged: 1973, Time Fades Away
Hard to believe that love is free, now – out on the street with the whole family, now.
Categories: Family · Ideals · Inefficiencies · Money · Reality
Tagged: 1979, Rust Never Sleeps
I want to live, I want to give: I’ve been a miner for a heart of gold.
It’s these expressions I never give that keep me searching for a heart of gold;
And I’m getting old.
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I’ve been in my mind, [and] it’s such a fine line that keeps me searching for a heart of gold.
Categories: Growing old · Human tendencies · Ideals · Loneliness · Philosophies · Reality · Simplicity
Tagged: 1972, Harvest
Welfare mothers make better lovers. Divorcee!
Categories: Family · Human tendencies · Loneliness · Reality · Sexual · Society
Tagged: 1979, Rust Never Sleeps
There’s a place that I know we could go get away for a while. I can bring her the peace that she needs; give her reason to smile.
Categories: City/Country life · Happiness/fulfilment · Love · Simplicity
Tagged: 1968, Neil Young
I’ve been waiting for you, and you’ve been coming to me for such a long time now; such a long time now.
Categories: Ideals · Love
Tagged: 1968, Neil Young