Don't trust me to show you love; When my love may be only lust.
How long can I stay drunk on fear out in the wilderness?
When there is no more,; You cut to the core; Quicker than anyone I knew.
Your magnetic movements; Still capture the minutes I'm in.
But it's like I'm stuck inside a painting; That's hanging in the Louvre
You're so damn nonchalant; But it's your mind that I want.
All the laughter is just making me sad
I'll see you later when I'm not so out of my head,; Maybe next time I'll let the dead bury the dead.
All I really want to do,; Is, baby, be friends with you.
In the day of confession; We cannot mock a soul.; Oh, when there's too much of nothing,; No one has control.
Cities on fire, phones out of order
Don't trust me to show you beauty; When beauty may only turn to rust.
I finally realize there's no room for regret
And every one of them words rang true; And glowed like burnin' coal; Pourin' off of every page; Like it was written in my soul from me to you
Do you ever wonder just what God requires?; You think He's just an errand boy to satisfy your wandering desires.
Any day now, any day now,; I shall be released.
If you're a doctor, I need a shot of love.
My head tells me it's time to make a change; But my heart is telling me I love ya but you're strange.
Louise, she's all right, she's just near; She's delicate and seems like the mirror; But she just makes it all too concise and too clear; That Johanna's not here
As the last fire truck from hell; Goes rolling by, all good people are praying
Mama, take this badge off of me
The world of illusion is at my door
You cast your spell and I went under,; I find it so difficult to leave.
Gon' walk on down until I'm right beside the sun; I'm gonna have to put up a barrier to keep myself away from everyone.
It's mighty funny; the end of time has just begun
But even the president of the United States, Sometimes must have, To stand naked.
Those are the hills of hell-fire my love; Where you and I will unite
I just can't fit; Yes, I believe it's time for us to quit
Time is an ocean but it ends at the shore; You may not see me tomorrow.
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.
Now all the criminals in their coats and their ties; Are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise
I was in a whirlwind, now I'm in some better place.
I thought somehow that I would be spared this fate
When He rose from the dead, did they believe?
Forget the dead you've left, they will not follow you.
Now you stand here expectin' me to remember somethin' you forgot to say
Junk is piling up, taking up space
Too many thoughts get in the way in the day
Satan whispers to ya, "Well, I don't want to bore ya,; But when ya get tired of the Miss So-and-so I got another woman for ya."
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.
Heart of mine be still,; You can play with fire, But you'll get the bill
I've gained some recognition but I lost my appetite.
How does it feel
Mona Lisa musta had the highway blues; You can tell by the way she smiles
Something there is about you that brings back a long forgotten truth
And the words that are used; For to get the ship confused; Will not be understood as they're spoken.
Oh, jewels and binoculars hang from the head of the mule
If you want to live easy
Baby pack your clothes with mine
Well, I spied a girl and before she could leave,; "Let's go and play Adam and Eve."; I took her by the hand and my heart it was thumpin'; When she said, "Hey man, you crazy or sumpin',; You see what happened last time they started."
We always did feel the same,; We just saw it from a different point of view
Oh a false clock tries to tick out my time
Silver and gold; Won't buy back the beat of a heart grown cold
There's only one step down from here, baby,; It's called the land of permanent bliss.
Ever since you walked right in, the circle's been complete
Everybody's wearing a disguise; To hide what they've got left behind their eyes
I feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door.
I said, "You know they refused Jesus, too"; He said, "You're not Him"
Soon as a man is born, you know the sparks begin to fly, He gets wise in his own eyes and he's made to believe a lie.
The pump don't work; 'Cause the vandals took the handles
