Now, I can't go back to what was, baby,;
I can't unring the bell.

Put your ear to the train tracks, put your ear to the ground,;
You ever feel like you're never alone even when there's nobody else around?;
Since the beginning of the universe man's been cursed by trouble.

People ask about you;
I didn't tell them everything I knew

I still can remember the way that you smiled

No, no, no, it ain't me, babe

My love for her is taking such a long time to die

Well, it's always been my nature to take chances;
My right hand drawing back while my left hand advances

There's no one here, the gardener is gone

It's all been designed, he said, "To make you lose your mind,;
And when you go back to find it, there's nothing there to find."

She knows where I'd like to be;
But it doesn't matter.

the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming

All my friends have told me;
If I hang around with you;
That I'll go blind

With haunted hearts through the heat and cold We never thought we could ever get old

They'll stone ya when you're at the breakfast table.

Every time you leave and go off someplace,;
Things fall to pieces in my face

I'll remember you;
At the end of the trail,;
I had so much left to do,;
I had so little time to fail.

she's true, like ice, like fire

If God's on our side;
He'll stop the next war.

I can smile in the face of mankind.;
Don't even remember what her lips felt like on mine;
Most of the time.

as long as the world keeps a-turnin', I just keep a-turnin' too.

If there's a poor boy on the street,;
Then let him have my seat;
'Cause tonight I'll be staying here with you.

Somethin' there is about you that I can't quite put my finger on.

All the truth in the world adds up to one big lie

Well, I asked for something to eat;
I'm hungry as a hog;
So I get brown rice, seaweed;
And a dirty hot dog

Mona Lisa musta had the highway blues;
You can tell by the way she smiles

Either I'm too sensitive or else I'm gettin' soft.

I couldn't see where we were goin';
But you said you knew an' I took your word

Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night

I need a dump truck mama to unload my head

I got a poison headache,;
But I feel all right

But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here,;
All the pigeons gonna run to him.

I want to thank You, Lord,;
I just want to thank You, Lord,;
Thank You, Lord.

Precious angel, you believe me when I say;
What God has given to us no man can take away.

Turn your back, wash your hands,;
There's always someone who understands

The pump don't work;
'Cause the vandals took the handles

I'm listening to Neil Young, I gotta turn up the sound;
Someone's always yelling turn it down

I wish, I wish, I wish in vain,;
That we could sit simply in that room again.

I've paid the price of solitude, but at last I'm out of debt.

And every time you get this close;
It makes me want to scream

Mama, take this badge off of me

Well, you're on your own, you always were,;
In a land of wolves and thieves.

The treasure can't be found by men who search

Now I wish I could write you a melody so plain;
That could hold you dear lady from going insane

I'm going out of my mind;
With a pain that stops and starts

I can't provide for you no easy answers,;
Who are you that I should have to lie?

I said, "You know they refused Jesus, too";
He said, "You're not Him"

I'm going back to New York City;
I do believe I've had enough

He bought me with a price,;
Freed me from the pit,;
Full of emptiness and wrath;
And the fire that burns in it.

Won't you come see me, Queen Jane?

I know all about poison, I know all about fiery darts,;
I don't care how rough the road is, show me where it starts,;
Whatever pleases You, tell it to my heart.

But the magician is quicker and his game;
Is much thicker than blood and blacker than ink

I'm goin' down to Tennessee,;
Get me a truck 'r somethin'.;
Gonna save my money and rip it up!

'Cause he doesn't tell you jokes or fairy tales, say he's got no style.

Love is so simple, to quote a phrase,;
You've known it all the time, I'm learnin' it these days.

Handy dandy, he got a basket of flowers and a bag full or sorrow

Ain't it just like the night to play tricks when you're tryin' to be so quiet?

If you're looking for assistance, babe,;
Or if you just want some company;
Or if you just want a friend you can talk to,;
Honey, come and see about me.