On the rising curve,;
Where the ways of nature will test every nerve,;
You won't get anything you don't deserve,;
Where we were born in time.
I'll remember you;
At the end of the trail,;
I had so much left to do,;
I had so little time to fail.
An' here I sit so patiently;
Waiting to find out what price;
You have to pay to get out of;
Going through all these things twice.
I've already ripped out the phones, honey.;
You can't walk the streets in a war
God is in heaven;
And we all want what's his;
But power and greed and corruptible seed;
Seem to be all that there is
Well, it's always been my nature to take chances;
My right hand drawing back while my left hand advances
You can't get to glory by the raising and the lowering of no flag.;
Put your goodness next to God's and it comes out like a filthy rag.
Tough Mama;
Can I blow a little smoke on you?
I am hanging in the balance, of the reality of man;
like every sparrow falling, like every grain of sand
Now the moon is almost hidden;
The stars are beginning to hide;
The fortunetelling lady;
Has even taken all her things inside
I must admit I felt a little uneasy;
When she bent down to tie the laces of my shoe
We sat in an empty theater and we kissed,;
I asked ya please to cross me off-a your list.
Here is your throat back;
Thanks for the loan
The treasure can't be found by men who search
Scorpio Sphinx in a calico dress
It's the last temptation;
The last account;
The last time you might hear the sermon on the mount,;
The last radio is playing.
It's too bright a light, he said, "For anybody's eyes,;
If you've never seen one it's a blessing in disguise."
The vagabond who's rapping at your door;
Is standing in the clothes that you once wore.
Won't you come with me, baby?;
I'll take you where you wanna go.;
And if it don't work out, You'll be the first to know
If you're a doctor, I need a shot of love.
How can I explain?;
Oh, it's so hard to get on
He bought me with a price,;
Freed me from the pit,;
Full of emptiness and wrath;
And the fire that burns in it.
Well, I try my best;
To be just like I am,;
But everybody wants you;
To be just like them.
When there is no more,;
You cut to the core;
Quicker than anyone I knew.
I been to Sugar Town, I shook the sugar down
There was music in the cafes at night;
And revolution in the air.
She once was a true love of mine
Don't trust me to show you beauty;
When beauty may only turn to rust.
Junk is piling up, taking up space
