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.

Will I ever learn that there'll be no peace, that the war won't cease;
Until He returns?

Build a fire, throw on logs;
And listen to it hiss;
And let it burn, burn, burn, burn;
On a night like this.

And now the heart is filled with gold;
As if it was a purse.;
But, oh, what kind of love is this;
Which goes from bad to worse?

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

It's for myself and my friends my stories are sung.

If dogs run free, why not me;
Across the swamp of time?

Now all the criminals in their coats and their ties;
Are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise

She said, "Be easy, baby,;
There ain't nothin' worth stealin' in here."

When he died I was hopin' that it wasn't contagious

Your loyalty is not to me;
But to the stars above

But I mean no harm nor put fault, On anyone that lives in a vault, But it's alright, Ma, if I can't please him.

The party's over, and there's less and less to say

I'm walking through streets that are dead

I still got my voice left, I can take it anywhere I go

Well, the chances are against it and the odds are slim,;
That he'll live by the rules that the world makes for him

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

I'm sick of love but I'm in the thick of it

She still lives inside of me, we've never been apart.

What looks large from a distance,;
Close up ain't never that big.

It ain't my cup of meat.

Gonna sleep down in the parlor;
And relive my dreams

I can't help it if I'm lucky.

The world of illusion is at my door

Well, I wanna be your lover, baby, I don't wanna be your boss.

Gon' walk on down until I'm right beside the sun;
I'm gonna have to put up a barrier to keep myself away from everyone.

I am hanging in the balance, of the reality of man;
like every sparrow falling, like every grain of sand

I was just too stubborn to ever be governed by enforced insanity

In your teardrops, I can see my own reflection

Don’t think twice, it’s all right

You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely

You could ride like Annie Oakley,;
You could shoot like Belle Starr.

I stood unwound beneath the skies;
And clouds unbound by laws.

Everybody's wearing a disguise;
To hide what they've got left behind their eyes

I got troubles, I think maybe you got troubles,;
I think maybe we'd better leave each other alone.

I've been down on the bottom of a world full of lies;
I ain't looking for nothing in anyone's eyes

I'm hungry and I'm irritable;
And I'm tired of this bag of tricks.;
At one time there was nothing wrong with me;
That you could not fix.

We always did feel the same,;
We just saw it from a different point of view

Now you stand here expectin' me to remember somethin' you forgot to say

Oh what dear daughter 'neath the sun;
Would treat a father so,;
To wait upon him hand and foot;
And always tell him, "No"?

Down the highway, down the tracks, down the road to ecstasy,;
I followed you beneath the stars, hounded by your memory,;
And all your ragin' glory.

We're both just one too many mornings;
An' a thousand miles behind.

He said, Are you lookin' for somethin' easy to catch?;
I said, I got no money. He said, That ain't necessary.

The highway is for gamblers, better use your sense.;
Take what you have gathered from coincidence.

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

Time is all I have to give

Could you ever be true?

Don't you cry and don't you die and don't you burn

I seen the kingdoms of the world and it's makin' me feel afraid.

Oh a false clock tries to tick out my time

Now at midnight all the agents;
And the superhuman crew;
Come out and round up everyone;
That knows more than they do

It's the last temptation;
The last account;
The last time you might hear the sermon on the mount,;
The last radio is playing.

You cast your spell and I went under,;
I find it so difficult to leave.

You'd better do somethin' quick;
She's your lover now.

Oh, jewels and binoculars hang from the head of the mule

Took a stranger to teach me, to look into justice's beautiful face;
And to see an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth.

Three fellas crawlin' on their way back to work,;
Nobody stops to ask why.

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