There's always some new stranger sneakin' glances,; Some trigger-happy fool willin' to take chances
I wish that for just one time; You could stand inside my shoes; You'd know what a drag it is; To see you
Now the moon is almost hidden; The stars are beginning to hide; The fortunetelling lady; Has even taken all her things inside
She knows there's no success like failure; And that failure's no success at all.
All the people we used to know; Are an illusion to me now
I want to thank You, Lord,; I just want to thank You, Lord,; Thank You, Lord.
If I ever lose her I will go insane; I go half crazy when she calls my name
She walked up to me so gracefully and took my crown of thorns.
They say ev'rything can be replaced
But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here,; All the pigeons gonna run to him.
Three fellas crawlin' on their way back to work,; Nobody stops to ask why.
And the words that are used; For to get the ship confused; Will not be understood as they're spoken.
If I could only turn back the clock to when God and her were born
Well I don't dare close my eyes and I don't dare wink; Maybe in the next life I'll be able to hear myself think
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.
Heart of mine be still,; You can play with fire, But you'll get the bill
Try imagining a place where it's always safe and warm.
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.
Sometimes I wonder what it's gonna take; To find dignity
All right, I'll take a chance, I will fall in love with you
I'm walking through streets that are dead
Hot chili peppers in the blistering sun
And the dirt of gossip blows into my face,; And the dust of rumors covers me.
How did I meet you? I don't know.
Some things in life, it gets too late to learn
Cities on fire, phones out of order
Oh it's rush hour now; On the wheel and the plow; And the sun is going down; Upon the sacred cow.
An' here I sit so patiently; Waiting to find out what price; You have to pay to get out of; Going through all these things twice.
Dark Beauty; Meet me at the border late tonight
The truth was obscure, too profound and too pure, to live it you have to explode.
Sooner or later, one of us must know; That I really did try to get close to you
Maybe they'll get me and maybe they won't; But not tonight and it won't be here; There are things I could say but I don't; I know the mercy of God must be near
When the last rays of daylight go down; Buddy, you'll roll no more; I can hear the church bells ringing in the yard; I wonder who they're ringing for
Everybody must get stoned.
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.
I been to Sugar Town, I shook the sugar down
If this is love then gimme more; And more and more and more and more.
The sky is trembling, And I must leave.
You could make me cry if you don't know.
And I can't let go, won't let go, and I can't let go no more.
I wish, I wish, I wish in vain,; That we could sit simply in that room again.
Don't know if I saw you, if I would kiss you or kill you; It probably wouldn't matter to you anyhow
I just can't fit; Yes, I believe it's time for us to quit
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane?
If you want to live easy
Baby pack your clothes with mine
All the tired horses in the sun; How'm I supposed to get any ridin' done? Hmm.
Can't you make any sound?
as long as the world keeps a-turnin', I just keep a-turnin' too.
At dawn my lover comes to me; And tells me of her dreams; With no attempts to shovel the glimpse; Into the ditch of what each one means
The sun's not yellow it's chicken
I just want you to know; I can see through your masks
Saw you drift into infinity and come back again
The door has closed forevermore
If indeed there ever was a door
I'm in love with the Ugliest Girl in the World
He looks so truthful, is this how he feels; Trying to peel the moon and expose it
Let the wind blow low, let the wind blow high.; One day the little boy and the little girl were both baked in a pie.
Idiot wind, blowing through the buttons of our coats,; Blowing through the letters that we wrote.
