Searching for my double, looking for; Complete evaporation to the core
The country music station plays soft; but there's nothing, really nothing, to turn off
He bought me with a price,; Freed me from the pit,; Full of emptiness and wrath; And the fire that burns in it.
she's true, like ice, like fire
I'm just sitting here beating on my trumpet
I still got my voice left, I can take it anywhere I go
You're the other half of what I am, you're the missing piece
This wheel shall explode!
Don't you know there's nothing new that's under the sun?; Well, there ain't no man righteous, no not one.
Dark Beauty; Meet me at the border late tonight
Then she says, "I know you're an artist, draw a picture of me!"; I say, "I would if I could, but, ; I don't do sketches from memory."
I've been walking through the middle of nowhere; Trying to get to heaven before they close the door
Well, the chances are against it and the odds are slim,; That he'll live by the rules that the world makes for him
Sometimes the devil likes to drive you from the neighborhood.; He'll even work his ways through those whose intentions are good.
He said his name was Columbus; I just said, "Good luck."
Cities on fire, phones out of order
Don't trust me to show you beauty; When beauty may only turn to rust.
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
I got nothing left to burn
You will search, babe, At any cost.; But how long, babe, Can you search for what's not lost?
The sky is erupting, I must go where it's quiet.
She said, "Be easy, baby,; There ain't nothin' worth stealin' in here."
Give me a string bean, I'm a hungry man.
time is running backwards
Heart of mine be still,; You can play with fire, But you'll get the bill
It's so impossible to even learn the tune.
The party's over, and there's less and less to say
I know all about poison, I know all about fiery darts,; I don't care how rough the road is, show me where it starts,; Whatever pleases You, tell it to my heart.
I don't need no alibi when I'm spending time with you.; I've heard all of them rumors and you have heard 'em too.
Well, I don't have to be no doctor, babe,; To see that you're madly in love.
The drinks are ready and the dogs are going to war
Well, if I had to do it all over again,; Babe, I'd do it all over you.
There's some people that; You don't forget,; Even though you've only seen'm; One time or two.
You can make me cry; Never say goodbye
Everything passes,; Everything changes,; Just do what you think you should do.
Don't even hear a murmur of a prayer; It's not dark yet, but it's getting there.
Now there's spiritual warfare and flesh and blood breaking down.; Ya either got faith or ya got unbelief and there ain't no neutral ground.
Silver and gold; Won't buy back the beat of a heart grown cold
When he died I was hopin' that it wasn't contagious
In order to deal in this game, got to make the queen disappear,; It's done with a flick of the wrist.
Now, a very great man once said; That some people rob you with a fountain pen.; It didn't take too long to find out; Just what he was talkin' about.
And, when I was through; I filled up my shoe; And brought it to you.
But the magician is quicker and his game; Is much thicker than blood and blacker than ink
I can't help it if I'm lucky.
Somethin' there is about you that I can't quite put my finger on.
A saxophone someplace far off played
I know God is my shield and he won't lead me astray
Time is a jet plane, it moves too fast;
Oh, but what a shame if all we've shared can't last.
That's how it is when things disintegrate
They tell me everything is gonna be all right; But I don't know what "all right" even means
What's lost is lost, we can't regain what went down in the flood
If there's a poor boy on the street,; Then let him have my seat; 'Cause tonight I'll be staying here with you.
She was with Big Jim but she was leanin' to the Jack of Hearts
Don't have to look no further, you're the soul of many things.
I been hangin’ on threads
I been playin’ it straight
Now, I’ve just got to cut loose
Before it gets late
Now somebody's got to show their hand, time is an enemy
Well, the road is rocky and the hillside's mud; Up over my head nothing but clouds of blood
