I'm in love with a woman who don't even appeal to me

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

When He rose from the dead, did they believe?

You know, news of you has come down the line;
Even before ya came in the door.;
They say in your father's house, there's many mansions;
Each one of them got a fireproof floor.

And you, you took me in,;
You loved me then;
You didn't waste time.

I've been walking through the middle of nowhere;
Trying to get to heaven before they close the door

Now the moon is almost hidden;
The stars are beginning to hide;
The fortunetelling lady;
Has even taken all her things inside

I gotta go;
Find out something only dead men know

Every day of the year's like playin' Russian roulette

people don’t live or die, people just float

She's a hypnotist collector

You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you

So take heed, take heed of the western wind

You think you can hide but you're never alone,;
Ask Lot what he thought when his wife turned to stone.

Lost time is not found again

Don't even hear a murmur of a prayer;
It's not dark yet, but it's getting there.

On the rising curve,;
Where the ways of nature will test every nerve,;
You won't get anything you don't deserve,;
Where we were born in time.

Sometimes I wonder what it's gonna take;
To find dignity

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

It was gravity which pulled us down and destiny which broke us apart

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

Everybody is making love Or else expecting rain

Forget the dead you've left, they will not follow you.

I've been hit too hard, I've seen too much;
Nothing can heal me now, but your touch

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

You can pound on the President's gate;
But you oughta know by now it's gonna be too late.

In the smoke of the twilight on a milk-white steed,;
Michelangelo indeed could've carved out your features.

For I know that you know that I know that you know;
Something is tearing up your mind.

Your mind is your temple, keep it beautiful and free,;
Don't let an egg get laid in it by something you can't see.

Heart of mine be still,;
You can play with fire, But you'll get the bill

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

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

When you gonna wake up and strengthen the things that remain?

You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal.

I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.

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

If you want to live easy Baby pack your clothes with mine

I looked at my watch;
I looked at my wrist;
I punched myself in the face with my fist

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.

One of these days and it won't be long;
Going down in the valley and sing my song;
I will sing it loud and sing it strong;
Let the echo decide if I was right or wrong

Oh a false clock tries to tick out my time

I could say that I'd be faithful, I could say it in one sweet, easy breath;
But to you that would be cruelty and to me it surely would be death.

Today on the countryside it was a-hotter than a crotch

Lay down your weary tune, lay down,;
Lay down the song you strum,;
And rest yourself 'neath the strength of strings;
No voice can hope to hum.

Well, the road is rocky and the hillside's mud;
Up over my head nothing but clouds of blood

Time is a jet plane, it moves too fast;
Oh, but what a shame if all we've shared can't last.

They'll stone you when you're playing your guitar.

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

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

Dark Beauty;
Meet me at the border late tonight

take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind

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

Tell her she can look me up if she's got the time.

But nothing really matters much, it's doom alone that counts

If this is love then gimme more;
And more and more and more and more.

Try to be pure at heart, they arrest you for robbery,;
Mistake your shyness for aloofness, your shyness for snobbery

Boys in the street beginning to play;
Girls like birds flying away