Son, this ain't a dream no more, it's the real thing.
I don't need any reminder; To know how much I really care
Saw you drift into infinity and come back again
Oh, man has invented his doom, First step was touching the moon.
Precious angel, you believe me when I say; What God has given to us no man can take away.
I stood alone upon the ridge and all I did was watch.
Can you tell me what we're waiting for, senor?
The truth was obscure, too profound and too pure, to live it you have to explode.
You cast your spell and I went under,; I find it so difficult to leave.
The night passed away so quickly; It always does when you're with me.
I hear that sometimes Satan comes as a man of peace.
If you don't believe there's a price for this sweet paradise, remind me to show you the, scars.
In the home of the brave, Jefferson turnin' over in his grave
Well, I asked for something to eat; I'm hungry as a hog; So I get brown rice, seaweed; And a dirty hot dog
If you get close to her, kiss her once for me
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle like a bowl of soup
It's the last temptation; The last account; The last time you might hear the sermon on the mount,; The last radio is playing.
Gon' walk on down that dirt road 'til I'm right beside the sun
I wish, I wish, I wish in vain,; That we could sit simply in that room again.
Run your fingers down my spine; Bring me a touch of bliss
What looks large from a distance,; Close up ain't never that big.
It was true that in his later years he would not carry a gun; "I'm around too many children," he'd say, "they should never know of one."
We're idiots, babe.; It's a wonder we can even feed ourselves.
The man in me will hide sometimes to keep from bein' seen,; But that's just because he doesn't want to turn into some machine.
You should be made; To wear earphones
Everybody must get stoned.
Someone showed me a picture and I just laughed; Dignity never been photographed
You were snow, you were rain; You were striped, you were plain,;
Turn your back, wash your hands,; There's always someone who understands
All I feel is heat and flame and all I see are dark eyes.
Now, I can't go back to what was, baby,; I can't unring the bell.
A saxophone someplace far off played
Just like you I'm wondrin' what I'm doin' here.; Just like you I'm wondrin' what's goin' on.
Senor, senor, let's disconnect these cables,; Overturn these tables.; This place don't make sense to me no more.
The highway is for gamblers, better use your sense.; Take what you have gathered from coincidence.
Don't trust me to show you the truth; When the truth may only be ashes and dust.
Your cracked country lips,; I still wish to kiss,; As to be under the strength of your skin.
What good am I if I say foolish things; And I laugh in the face of what sorrow brings; And I just turn my back while you silently die,; What good am I?
But the magician is quicker and his game; Is much thicker than blood and blacker than ink
We're both just one too many mornings; An' a thousand miles behind.
If I shut myself off so I can't hear you cry,; What good am I?
I can smile in the face of mankind.; Don't even remember what her lips felt like on mine; Most of the time.
There are those who worship loneliness, I'm not one of them
Ain't no altars on this long and lonesome road
For I know that you know that I know that you know; Something is tearing up your mind.
But is your heart made out of stone, or is it lime; Or is it just solid rock?
Once I had mountains in the palm of my hand,; And rivers that ran through ev'ry day.
Betrayed by a kiss on a cool night of bliss; In the valley of the missing link
I been to Sugar Town, I shook the sugar down
Your mind is your temple, keep it beautiful and free,; Don't let an egg get laid in it by something you can't see.
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
What's lost is lost, we can't regain what went down in the flood
My so-called friends have fallen under a spell.; They look me squarely in the eye and they say, "All is well."; Can they imagine the darkness that will fall from on high; When men will beg God to kill them and they won't be able to die?
Yesterday everything was going too fast; Today, it's moving too slow
The ghost of 'lectricity howls in the bones of her face
don't criticize; what you can't understand.
Now the moon is almost hidden; The stars are beginning to hide; The fortunetelling lady; Has even taken all her things inside
