Now I wish I could write you a melody so plain; That could hold you dear lady from going insane
My love for her is taking such a long time to die
I've still got the scars that the sun didn't heal
Don't follow leaders; Watch the parkin' meters
What happened to the real you, you've been captured but by whom?
Darkness at the break of noon
The way is long but the end is near, Already the fiesta has begun
So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late.
He looks so truthful, is this how he feels; Trying to peel the moon and expose it
Oh, ev'ry thought that's strung a knot in my mind,; I might go insane if it couldn't be sprung.
There's only one step down from here, baby,; It's called the land of permanent bliss.
We're idiots, babe.; It's a wonder we can even feed ourselves.
You speak to me; In sign language; As I'm eating a sandwich
It's for myself and my friends my stories are sung.
Time passes slowly when you're searchin' for love.
Get the loot, don't be slow, we're gonna catch a trout
You're the other half of what I am, you're the missing piece
Don't trust me to show you love; When my love may be only lust.
And you, you took me in,; You loved me then; You didn't waste time.
Well, you're on your own, you always were,; In a land of wolves and thieves.
I don't mind a reasonable amount of trouble
My head tells me it's time to make a change; But my heart is telling me I love ya but you're strange.
With haunted hearts through the heat and cold
We never thought we could ever get old
That's how it is when things disintegrate
I see nothing to be gained by any explanation; There are no words that need to be said
People on the platforms; Waiting for the trains; I can hear their hearts a-beatin'; Like pendulums swinging on chains
I got a poison headache,; But I feel all right
I need a steam shovel mama to keep away the dead
Am I no longer a part of your plans or your dreams?
I stood alone upon the ridge and all I did was watch.
Why does he look so righteous while your face is so changed
Son, this ain't a dream no more, it's the real thing.
In the home of the brave, Jefferson turnin' over in his grave
Something there is about you that brings back a long forgotten truth
Junk is piling up, taking up space
If you get close to her, kiss her once for me
Because something is happening here; But you don't know what it is; Do you, Mister Jones?
Ain't no altars on this long and lonesome road
Are you still my friend, baby, show me a sign
I see you kiss her on the cheek ev'rytime she gives a speech
Roses are red, violets are blue; And time is beginning to crawl
I'm listening to Neil Young, I gotta turn up the sound; Someone's always yelling turn it down
If I had wings and I could fly,; I know where I would go.
It's many a guard; That stands around smilin',; Holdin' his club; Like he was a king.
In the hills of mystery,; In the foggy web of destiny,; You can have what's left of me,; Where we were born in time.
Somebody's got to find your trail,; I guess it must be up to me.
Put your hand on my head, baby, do I have a temperature?
Yes, my guard stood hard when abstract threats; Too noble to neglect; Deceived me into thinking; I had something to protect
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.
I don't wanna be hers, I wanna be yours.
The party's over, and there's less and less to say
Someday, everything is gonna be smooth like a rhapsody
You say you love me; And you're thinkin' of me,; But you know you could be wrong.
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.
Today on the countryside it was a-hotter than a crotch
Once I had mountains in the palm of my hand,; And rivers that ran through ev'ry day.
Your cracked country lips,; I still wish to kiss,; As to be under the strength of your skin.
