Two riders were approaching, the wind began to howl.

But the enemy I see Wears a cloak of decency

you remind me of something that used to be;
somethin' that crossed over from another century

Yes, my guard stood hard when abstract threats;
Too noble to neglect;
Deceived me into thinking;
I had something to protect

Saw you drift into infinity and come back again

And they're breaking down the distance;
Between right and wrong.

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

Senor, senor, let's disconnect these cables,;
Overturn these tables.;
This place don't make sense to me no more.

I can't provide for you no easy answers,;
Who are you that I should have to lie?

All the tired horses in the sun;
How'm I supposed to get any ridin' done? Hmm.

Time passes slowly when you're searchin' for love.

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.

We're idiots, babe.;
It's a wonder we can even feed ourselves.

I see nothing to be gained by any explanation;
There are no words that need to be said

Yesterday everything was going too fast;
Today, it's moving too slow

I wouldn't be ashamed to be seen with you anywhere.

Darkness at the break of noon

You're the one I adore, come over here and give me more

Go melt back into the night, babe,;
Everything inside is made of stone.;
There's nothing in here moving, An' anyway I'm not alone.

Somethin' there is about you that I can't quite put my finger on.

I hear the ancient footsteps like the motion of the sea;
Sometimes I turn, there's someone there, other times it's only me.

I've still got the scars that the sun didn't heal

I like the cool way you look at me,;
Everything about you is bringing me;
Misery.

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

How can I explain?;
Oh, it's so hard to get on

People tell me it's a sin;
To know and feel too much within.

Now at midnight all the agents;
And the superhuman crew;
Come out and round up everyone;
That knows more than they do

My love she speaks like silence

Idiot wind, blowing through the buttons of our coats,;
Blowing through the letters that we wrote.

If you're a doctor, I need a shot of love.

Oh, the only decent thing I did when I worked as a postal clerk;
Was to haul your picture down off the wall near the cage where I used to work.;
Was I a fool or not to try to protect your identity?;
You looked a little burned out, my friend,;
I thought it might be up to me.

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

But even the president of the United States, Sometimes must have, To stand naked.

Ain't complaining 'bout what I got;
Seen better times, but who has not?

The sky is trembling, And I must leave.

I'm just sitting here beating on my trumpet

Truth is an arrow and the gate is narrow that it passes through

The sky cracked its poems in naked wonder

I'm glad to see you're still alive, you're lookin' like a saint.

Precious angel, you believe me when I say;
What God has given to us no man can take away.

Well the desert is hot, the mountain is cursed,;
Pray that I don't die of thirst,;
Baby, two feet from the well.

No knife could ever cut our love apart

Well my house is on fire, burning to the sky

Wallflower, wallflower;
Take a chance on me.;
Please let me ride you home.

Those are the hills of hell-fire my love;
Where you and I will unite

There's only one step down from here, baby,;
It's called the land of permanent bliss.

Well, if I had to do it all over again,;
Babe, I'd do it all over you.

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

People disagreeing everywhere you look,;
Makes you wanna stop and read a book.

You don't need a weather man;
To know which way the wind blows

Done so many evil things in the name of love, it's a crying shame;
I never did see no fire that could put out a flame.

I got nothing left to burn

They don't want me around;
'Cause I believe in you.

And if my thought-dreams could be seen, They'd probably put my head in a guillotine

Oh ev'ry foe that ever I faced The cause was there before we came.

Can't you hear that motor turnin'?;
Automobile comin' into style

May you have a strong foundation;
When the winds of changes shift