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
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.
The pump don't work; 'Cause the vandals took the handles
False-hearted judges dying in the webs that they spin,; Only a matter of time 'til night comes steppin' in.
They'll stone you when you're playing your guitar.
Boys in the street beginning to play; Girls like birds flying away
Last night I danced with a stranger; But she just reminded me you were the one
I finally realize there's no room for regret
Let's try to get beneath the surface waste, girl,; No more booby traps and bombs,; No more decadence and charm,; No more affection that's misplaced, girl
Oh, ev'ry thought that's strung a knot in my mind,; I might go insane if it couldn't be sprung.
I gotta go; Find out something only dead men know
It was then that I got up to leave; But she said, "Don't forget,; Everybody must give something back; For something they get."
Your loyalty is not to me; But to the stars above
They used to grow food in Kansas; Now they want to grow it on the moon and eat it raw.; I can see the day coming when even your home garden; Is gonna be against the law.
Don't know if I saw you, if I would kiss you or kill you; It probably wouldn't matter to you anyhow
Yes, my guard stood hard when abstract threats; Too noble to neglect; Deceived me into thinking; I had something to protect
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums,; Should I leave them by your gate,; Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?
What's a sweetheart like you doin' in a dump like this?
It's mighty funny; the end of time has just begun
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.
Sometimes I feel so low-down and disgusted
I got a poison headache,; But I feel all right
If you want to live easy
Baby pack your clothes with mine
The ghost of 'lectricity howls in the bones of her face
Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free,; Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands,; With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves,; Let me forget about today until tomorrow.
Because something is happening here; But you don't know what it is; Do you, Mister Jones?
I still got my voice left, I can take it anywhere I go
It's for myself and my friends my stories are sung.
For the loser now; Will be later to win
I'll remember you; At the end of the trail,; I had so much left to do,; I had so little time to fail.
Darkness at the break of noon
Tough Mama; Can I blow a little smoke on you?
If dogs run free, why not me; Across the swamp of time?
And I can't let go, won't let go, and I can't let go no more.
Time is an ocean but it ends at the shore; You may not see me tomorrow.
Those are the hills of hell-fire my love; Where you and I will unite
What looks large from a distance,; Close up ain't never that big.
You were trying to break into another world; A world I never knew.; I always kind of wondered; If you ever made it through.
No knife could ever cut our love apart
I was in a whirlwind, now I'm in some better place.
I don't want to fake you out
But I will be back, I will survive,; You'll never get rid of me as long as you're alive.
Someday, everything is gonna be smooth like a rhapsody
Could you ever be true?
Well, it's always been my nature to take chances; My right hand drawing back while my left hand advances
Lost time is not found again
Nobody feels any pain
My love she speaks like silence
And every time you get this close; It makes me want to scream
A saxophone someplace far off played
Put your hand on my head, baby, do I have a temperature?
It was true that in his later years he would not carry a gun; "I'm around too many children," he'd say, "they should never know of one."
You're the other half of what I am, you're the missing piece
Everything passes,; Everything changes,; Just do what you think you should do.
They tell me everything is gonna be all right; But I don't know what "all right" even means
My so-called friends have fallen under a spell.; They look me squarely in the eye and they say, "All is well."; Can they imagine the darkness that will fall from on high; When men will beg God to kill them and they won't be able to die?
You got a lotta nerve; To say you are my friend
Precious angel, you believe me when I say; What God has given to us no man can take away.
