Somebody's got to find your trail,; I guess it must be up to me.
Three fellas crawlin' on their way back to work,; Nobody stops to ask why.
What's lost is lost, we can't regain what went down in the flood
I thought somehow that I would be spared this fate
He said, Are you lookin' for somethin' easy to catch?; I said, I got no money. He said, That ain't necessary.
Well, You've done it all and there's no more anyone can pretend to do.; What can I do for You?
There's always some new stranger sneakin' glances,; Some trigger-happy fool willin' to take chances
If he needs a third eye he just grows it
Now the rainman gave me two cures,; Then he said, "Jump right in."; The one was Texas medicine,; The other was just railroad gin.
In the smoke of the twilight on a milk-white steed,; Michelangelo indeed could've carved out your features.
Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night
Ring them bells, for the time that flies,; For the child that cries; When innocence dies.
We're idiots, babe.; It's a wonder we can even feed ourselves.
If you want somebody you can trust, trust yourself.
She was with Big Jim but she was leanin' to the Jack of Hearts
goodbye's too good a word, gal; so I'll just say fare thee well
Don't even hear a murmur of a prayer; It's not dark yet, but it's getting there.
It was gravity which pulled us down and destiny which broke us apart
All right, I'll take a chance, I will fall in love with you
Trees that've stood for a thousand years suddenly will fall.
The world of illusion is at my door
Well, I'm livin' in a foreign country but I'm bound to cross the line,; Beauty walks a razor's edge, someday I'll make it mine.
don't criticize; what you can't understand.
I hear that sometimes Satan comes as a man of peace.
All my friends have told me; If I hang around with you; That I'll go blind
People carry roses
Make promises by the hours
My love she laughs like the flowers
Valentines can't buy her
How does it feel
Now there's spiritual warfare and flesh and blood breaking down.; Ya either got faith or ya got unbelief and there ain't no neutral ground.
Silver and gold; Won't buy back the beat of a heart grown cold
Now at midnight all the agents; And the superhuman crew; Come out and round up everyone; That knows more than they do
She lit a burner on the stove and offered me a pipe; "I thought you'd never say hello," she said; "You look like the silent type."
If you're a doctor, I need a shot of love.
Louise, she's all right, she's just near; She's delicate and seems like the mirror; But she just makes it all too concise and too clear; That Johanna's not here
Tell her she can look me up if she's got the time.
We always did feel the same,; We just saw it from a different point of view
Behind every beautiful thing there's been some kind of pain
Don't know if I saw you, if I would kiss you or kill you; It probably wouldn't matter to you anyhow
Have you got some unfinished business?; Is there something holding you back?; Are you thinking for yourself; Or are you following the pack?
I don't wanna be hers, I wanna be yours.
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."
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?
And, when I was through; I filled up my shoe; And brought it to you.
She knows where I'd like to be; But it doesn't matter.
Well, you're on your own, you always were,; In a land of wolves and thieves.
As the last fire truck from hell; Goes rolling by, all good people are praying
But the magician is quicker and his game; Is much thicker than blood and blacker than ink
May you build a ladder to the stars; And climb on every rung.
I hate myself for lovin' you and the weakness that it showed; You were just a painted face on a trip down Suicide Road
Do I need your permission to turn the other cheek?; If you can read my mind, why must I speak?
I don't know why I love her but I just can't stop
It's for myself and my friends my stories are sung.
Oh, man has invented his doom, First step was touching the moon.
You could make me cry if you don't know.
The angels play on their horns all day,; The whole earth in progression seems to pass by.; But does anyone hear the music they play,; Does anyone even try?
I'm sick of love but I'm in the thick of it
How long can I stay drunk on fear out in the wilderness?
