Well, they're not showing any lights tonight; And there's no moon.
Because something is happening here; But you don't know what it is; Do you, Mister Jones?
My love for her is taking such a long time to die
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
And I, I don't mind the pain; Don't mind the driving rain; I know I will sustain; 'Cause I believe in you.
Through the wild cathedral evening the rain unraveled tales
I was all right 'til I fell in love with you
When my life is over, it'll be like a puff of smoke
Silver and gold; Won't buy back the beat of a heart grown cold
The highway is for gamblers, better use your sense.; Take what you have gathered from coincidence.
There's only one step down from here, baby,; It's called the land of permanent bliss.
She got a weird sense of humor that's all her own
I'm walking through streets that are dead
All my friends have told me; If I hang around with you; That I'll go blind
I can smile in the face of mankind.; Don't even remember what her lips felt like on mine; Most of the time.
In the home of the brave, Jefferson turnin' over in his grave
And you, you took me in,; You loved me then; You didn't waste time.
Inside the museums, Infinity goes up on trial
Well, the chances are against it and the odds are slim,; That he'll live by the rules that the world makes for him
It's many a guard; That stands around smilin',; Holdin' his club; Like he was a king.
Well, the road is rocky and the hillside's mud; Up over my head nothing but clouds of blood
The treasure can't be found by men who search
How long can I stay drunk on fear out in the wilderness?
The birds are flyin' low babe, honey I feel so exposed
Oh, but if I had the stars from the darkest night,; And the diamonds from the deepest ocean,; I'd forsake them all for your sweet kiss,; For that's all I'm wishin' to be ownin'.
I've been down on the bottom of a world full of lies; I ain't looking for nothing in anyone's eyes
The way is long but the end is near, Already the fiesta has begun
Did I miss the mark or; Over-step the line; That only you could see?
Will I ever learn that there'll be no peace, that the war won't cease; Until He returns?
I need a dump truck mama to unload my head
One of these days and it won't be long; Going down in the valley and sing my song; I will sing it loud and sing it strong; Let the echo decide if I was right or wrong
You could ride like Annie Oakley,; You could shoot like Belle Starr.
He got an all girl orchestra and when he says; "Strike up the band," they hit it
I got troubles, I think maybe you got troubles,; I think maybe we'd better leave each other alone.
But it's like I'm stuck inside a painting; That's hanging in the Louvre
A million faces at my feet; But all I see are dark eyes
No, no, no, it ain't me, babe
My heart's in the Highlands at the break of dawn; By the beautiful lake of the Black Swan; Big white clouds, like chariots that swing down low; Well my heart's in the Highlands; Only place left to go
Give me a string bean, I'm a hungry man.
I was just too stubborn to ever be governed by enforced insanity
That long black cloud is comin' down
Don't you know there's nothing new that's under the sun?; Well, there ain't no man righteous, no not one.
Well, I got a harmonica job, begun to play,; Blowin' my lungs out for a dollar a day.
I got a poison headache,; But I feel all right
All the people we used to know; Are an illusion to me now
People carry roses
Make promises by the hours
My love she laughs like the flowers
Valentines can't buy her
You cast your spell and I went under,; I find it so difficult to leave.
I stood unwound beneath the skies; And clouds unbound by laws.
But even the president of the United States, Sometimes must have, To stand naked.
Three fellas crawlin' on their way back to work,; Nobody stops to ask why.
Now all the criminals in their coats and their ties; Are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise
It's too hot to sleep time is running away
Time passes slowly when you're searchin' for love.
Well, he can be fascinating, he can be dull,; He can ride down Niagara Falls in the barrels of your skull.
Now, don't crowd me, lady; Or I'll fill up your shoe
She was with Big Jim but she was leanin' to the Jack of Hearts
