Nations are angry, cursed are some,;
People are expecting a false peace to come.
How long can I stay in this nowhere café
And I can't let go, won't let go, and I can't let go no more.
No time to suffer or blink;
And no time to think
People disagreeing on all just about everything, yeah,;
Makes you stop and all wonder why.
Son, this ain't a dream no more, it's the real thing.
And I'll tell it and think it and speak it and breathe it
Through the wild cathedral evening the rain unraveled tales
What good am I if I know and don't do,;
I If I see and don't say, if I look right through you
Well, I got a harmonica job, begun to play,;
Blowin' my lungs out for a dollar a day.
I see nothing to be gained by any explanation;
There are no words that need to be said
I hear the ancient footsteps like the motion of the sea;
Sometimes I turn, there's someone there, other times it's only me.
she's true, like ice, like fire
Now at midnight all the agents;
And the superhuman crew;
Come out and round up everyone;
That knows more than they do
Won't you descend from the throne, from where you sit?
Time is a jet plane, it moves too fast;
Oh, but what a shame if all we've shared can't last.
I'll remember you;
When the wind blows through the piney wood.
A saxophone someplace far off played
And every one of them words rang true;
And glowed like burnin' coal;
Pourin' off of every page;
Like it was written in my soul from me to you
Well, the road is rocky and the hillside's mud;
Up over my head nothing but clouds of blood
the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming
'Cause he doesn't tell you jokes or fairy tales, say he's got no style.
I still believe she was my twin, but I lost the ring.
Oh it's rush hour now;
On the wheel and the plow;
And the sun is going down;
Upon the sacred cow.
I must be guilty of something,;
You just whisper it into my ear.
Lot of water under the bridge, Lot of other stuff too;
Don't get up gentlemen, I'm only passing through
They don't want me around;
'Cause I believe in you.
