Desperado, why don't you come to your senses? You been out ridin' fences for so long now. Oh, you're a hard one; I know that you got your reasons. These things that are pleasin' you can hurt you somehow.In response to an email saying, in part: "He lied to me again, about finances, and I got called out of a meeting with my boss and several office mates to be beaten up on the telephone by creditors wanting to know why the bills are not being paid."
Don't you draw the queen of diamonds, boy. She'll beat you if she's able. You know the queen of heats is always your best bet.
Now it seems to me, some fine things have been laid upon your table, but you only want the ones that you can't get.
Desperado, oh, you ain't gettin' no youger. Your pain and your hunger, they're drivin' you home, and freedom, oh freedom well, that's just some people talkin'. Your prison is walking through this world all alone.
Don't your feet get cold in the winter time? The sky won't snow and the sun won't shine. It's hard to tell the night time from the day. You're losin' all your highs and lows...ain't it funny how the feeling goes away?
Desperado, why don't you come to your senses? Come down from your fences, open the gate. It may be rainin', but theres a rainbow above you. You better let somebody love you, before it's too late. [pace Eagles]
Tuesday, February 13, 2007
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