In the smoke of the twilight on a milk-white steed,;
Michelangelo indeed could've carved out your features.
You speak to me;
In sign language;
As I'm eating a sandwich
But the enemy I see
Wears a cloak of decency
Then I'll stand on the ocean until I start sinkin',;
But I'll know my song well before I start singin'
No time to suffer or blink;
And no time to think
What drives me to you is what drives me insane.
There was music in the cafes at night;
And revolution in the air.
Train wheels runnin' through the back of my memory
Wealth is a filthy rag;
So erotic so unpatriotic;
So wrapped up in the American flag
Well, the chances are against it and the odds are slim,;
That he'll live by the rules that the world makes for him
All he believes are his eyes, And his eyes, they just tell him lies
Oh, man has invented his doom, First step was touching the moon.
People are crazy and times are strange
And the words that are used;
For to get the ship confused;
Will not be understood as they're spoken.
She says, "What'll it be?";
I say, "I don't know, you got any soft boiled eggs?"
Rock me, pretty baby, rock me 'til everything gets real;
Rock me for a little while, rock me 'til there's nothing left to feel;
And I'll rock you too
People carry roses
Make promises by the hours
My love she laughs like the flowers
Valentines can't buy her
She once was a true love of mine
Those are the hill of heaven, my love;
You and I'll never know
For I know that you know that I know that you know;
Something is tearing up your mind.
When the last rays of daylight go down;
Buddy, you'll roll no more;
I can hear the church bells ringing in the yard;
I wonder who they're ringing for
I feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door.
I wouldn't be ashamed to be seen with you anywhere.
We heard the Sermon on the Mount and I knew it was too complex,;
It didn't amount to anything more than what the broken glass reflects.
Oh, ev'ry thought that's strung a knot in my mind,;
I might go insane if it couldn't be sprung.
You got a lotta nerve;
To say you are my friend
But is your heart made out of stone, or is it lime;
Or is it just solid rock?
You're the other half of what I am, you're the missing piece
Try to be pure at heart, they arrest you for robbery,;
Mistake your shyness for aloofness, your shyness for snobbery
