Nations are angry, cursed are some,;
People are expecting a false peace to come.
The world of illusion is at my door
You were snow, you were rain;
You were striped, you were plain,;
Every day of the year's like playin' Russian roulette
The vagabond who's rapping at your door;
Is standing in the clothes that you once wore.
I believe in the impossible, you know that I do
Shall I hold you close?;
Or Shall I let you go by?;
Tell me.;
Tell me.
Well, I try my best;
To be just like I am,;
But everybody wants you;
To be just like them.
Always on the outside of whatever side there was,;
When they asked him why it had to be that way, "Well," he answered, "just because."
Well, I got a harmonica job, begun to play,;
Blowin' my lungs out for a dollar a day.
I'm already there in my mind;
And that's good enough for now
Every time you leave and go off someplace,;
Things fall to pieces in my face
I'll see you later when I'm not so out of my head,;
Maybe next time I'll let the dead bury the dead.
If I ever lose her I will go insane;
I go half crazy when she calls my name
Put your body next to mine;
And keep me company,;
There is plenty a room for all,;
So please don't elbow me.
And I'll tell it and think it and speak it and breathe it
Sooner or later, one of us must know;
That I really did try to get close to you
You lose yourself, you reappear
Reality has always had too many heads
Then she says, "I know you're an artist, draw a picture of me!";
I say, "I would if I could, but, ;
I don't do sketches from memory."
I see nothing to be gained by any explanation;
There are no words that need to be said
If you want somebody you can trust, trust yourself.
But the enemy I see wears a cloak of decency,;
All non-believers and men stealers talkin' in the name of religion
My love she speaks like silence
How can I explain?;
Oh, it's so hard to get on
Well, the road is rocky and the hillside's mud;
Up over my head nothing but clouds of blood
Well, I don't have to be no doctor, babe,;
To see that you're madly in love.
I ain't sayin' you treated me unkind;
You could have done better but I don't mind;
You just kinda wasted my precious time
Roses are red, violets are blue;
And time is beginning to crawl
