I am hanging in the balance, of the reality of man;
like every sparrow falling, like every grain of sand
Sooner or later, one of us must know;
That I really did try to get close to you
People on the platforms;
Waiting for the trains;
I can hear their hearts a-beatin';
Like pendulums swinging on chains
Build a fire, throw on logs;
And listen to it hiss;
And let it burn, burn, burn, burn;
On a night like this.
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.
Well it's way past midnight and there are people all around;
Some on their way up, some on their way down
You got a lotta nerve;
To say you are my friend
Sometimes I wonder what it's gonna take;
To find dignity
You can make me cry;
Never say goodbye
Oh, ev'ry thought that's strung a knot in my mind,;
I might go insane if it couldn't be sprung.
He said, Are you lookin' for somethin' easy to catch?;
I said, I got no money. He said, That ain't necessary.
Gon' walk on down until I'm right beside the sun;
I'm gonna have to put up a barrier to keep myself away from everyone.
I ain't lookin' for you to feel like me,;
See like me or be like me.
Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night
In the day of confession;
We cannot mock a soul.;
Oh, when there's too much of nothing,;
No one has control.
At dawn my lover comes to me;
And tells me of her dreams;
With no attempts to shovel the glimpse;
Into the ditch of what each one means
Ain't no altars on this long and lonesome road
Someone showed me a picture and I just laughed;
Dignity never been photographed
Last night I danced with a stranger;
But she just reminded me you were the one
Don’t think twice, it’s all right
Betrayed by a kiss on a cool night of bliss;
In the valley of the missing link
Without freedom of speech, I might be in the swamp.
Guess it's too late to say the things to you;
That you needed to hear me say.
I've still got the scars that the sun didn't heal
I'm glad to see you're still alive, you're lookin' like a saint.
Someone else is speakin' with my mouth, but I'm listening only to my heart.
She says, "What'll it be?";
I say, "I don't know, you got any soft boiled eggs?"
I got troubles, I think maybe you got troubles,;
I think maybe we'd better leave each other alone.
I feel nothing for their game where beauty goes unrecognized
