Precious angel, you believe me when I say; What God has given to us no man can take away.
That long black cloud is comin' down
When I met you, baby,; You didn't show no visible scars.
Well, they're not showing any lights tonight; And there's no moon.
Time passes slowly when you're searchin' for love.
And they're breaking down the distance; Between right and wrong.
Give ya delusions of grandeur; And a evil eye; Give you idea that; You're too good to die
What good am I if I know and don't do,; I If I see and don't say, if I look right through you
Try imagining a place where it's always safe and warm.
if every bone in his body was broken he would never admit it
I hate myself for lovin' you and the weakness that it showed; You were just a painted face on a trip down Suicide Road
Was that the thunder that I heard?; My head is vibrating, I feel a sharp pain
I'm walking through streets that are dead
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums,; Should I leave them by your gate,; Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?
They say ev'rything can be replaced
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.
Well, I try my best; To be just like I am,; But everybody wants you; To be just like them.
Drinkin' man listens to the voice he hears; In a crowded room full of covered up mirrors; Lookin' into the lost forgotten years; For dignity
You're gonna have to serve somebody.
I've already ripped out the phones, honey.; You can't walk the streets in a war
The door has closed forevermore
If indeed there ever was a door
What looks large from a distance,; Close up ain't never that big.
Does she know I still care?
Can't you hear that motor turnin'?; Automobile comin' into style
She knows where I'd like to be; But it doesn't matter.
And the dirt of gossip blows into my face,; And the dust of rumors covers me.
I need a dump truck mama to unload my head
I'll let you be in my dreams if I can be in yours
Oh, man has invented his doom, First step was touching the moon.
A saxophone someplace far off played
What drives me to you is what drives me insane.
Senor, senor, let's disconnect these cables,; Overturn these tables.; This place don't make sense to me no more.
Well, I wake in the morning, Fold my hands and pray for rain.; I got a head full of ideas, That are drivin' me insane.
'Cause he doesn't tell you jokes or fairy tales, say he's got no style.
Now, when I was just a bawlin' child,; I saw what I wanted to be
Why does he look so righteous while your face is so changed
Then I'll stand on the ocean until I start sinkin',; But I'll know my song well before I start singin'
You can pound on the President's gate; But you oughta know by now it's gonna be too late.
I'm just sitting here beating on my trumpet
Last night I danced with a stranger; But she just reminded me you were the one
You should be made; To wear earphones
If your mem'ry serves you well,; You'll remember you're the one; That called on me to call on them; To get you your favors done.
The walls of pride are high and wide; Can't see over to the other side; It's such a sad thing to see beauty decay; It's sadder still, to feel your heart torn away
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?
Well, there's voices in the night trying to be heard; I'm sitting here listening to every mind polluting word
We grew up together; From the cradle to the grave; We died and were reborn; And then mysteriously saved.
How can I explain?; Oh, it's so hard to get on
And every time you get this close; It makes me want to scream
Run your fingers down my spine; Bring me a touch of bliss
I can still hear the sounds of those Methodist bells; I'd taken the cure and had just gotten through
Did I miss the mark or; Over-step the line; That only you could see?
Boys in the street beginning to play; Girls like birds flying away
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.
We pointed out the way to go; And scratched your name in sand,; Though you just thought it was nothing more; Than a place for you to stand.
I'll remember you; When the wind blows through the piney wood.
Silver and gold; Won't buy back the beat of a heart grown cold
