Don't even hear a murmur of a prayer; It's not dark yet, but it's getting there.
Darkness at the break of noon
Wallflower, wallflower; Take a chance on me.; Please let me ride you home.
I said, "You know they refused Jesus, too"; He said, "You're not Him"
God is in heaven; And we all want what's his; But power and greed and corruptible seed; Seem to be all that there is
You will search, babe, At any cost.; But how long, babe, Can you search for what's not lost?
Well, You've done it all and there's no more anyone can pretend to do.; What can I do for You?
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."
And you never ask questions; When God's on your side.
I seen the kingdoms of the world and it's makin' me feel afraid.
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.
Those are the hills of hell-fire my love; Where you and I will unite
All the people we used to know; Are an illusion to me now
Heart of mine be still,; You can play with fire, But you'll get the bill
I wouldn't be ashamed to be seen with you anywhere.
I saw a highway of diamonds with nobody on it
Oh, man has invented his doom, First step was touching the moon.
Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse
Just what do you think you have to guard?
When you cease to exist, then who will you blame?; I've tried my best to love you, but I cannot play this game; Your best friend and my worst enemy is one and the same
It's mighty funny; the end of time has just begun
Have I surrendered to the will of God; Or am I still acting like the boss?
The man in me will hide sometimes to keep from bein' seen,; But that's just because he doesn't want to turn into some machine.
I'm in love with a woman who don't even appeal to me
It's all been designed, he said, "To make you lose your mind,; And when you go back to find it, there's nothing there to find."
In your teardrops, I can see my own reflection
Oh what dear daughter 'neath the sun; Would treat a father so,; To wait upon him hand and foot; And always tell him, "No"?
I'm walking through streets that are dead
We heard the Sermon on the Mount and I knew it was too complex,; It didn't amount to anything more than what the broken glass reflects.
And then you told me later, as I apologized; That you were just kiddin' me, you weren't really from the farm
You know, news of you has come down the line; Even before ya came in the door.; They say in your father's house, there's many mansions; Each one of them got a fireproof floor.
your pleasure knows no limits
She was with Big Jim but she was leanin' to the Jack of Hearts
I'll remember you; At the end of the trail,; I had so much left to do,; I had so little time to fail.
to live outside the law, you must be honest
I was burned out from exhaustion, buried in the hail,; Poisoned in the bushes an' blown out on the trail,; Hunted like a crocodile, ravaged in the corn.
If you're a doctor, I need a shot of love.
I feel nothing for their game where beauty goes unrecognized
It's the ways of the flesh to war against the spirit; Twenty-four hours a day you can feel it and you can hear it; Using all the devices under the sun.
This is the key to the kingdom and this is the town; This is the blind horse that leads you around
In the home of the brave
Jefferson turnin’ over in his grave
If I shut myself off so I can't hear you cry,; What good am I?
The treasure can't be found by men who search
People on the platforms; Waiting for the trains; I can hear their hearts a-beatin'; Like pendulums swinging on chains
All the truth in the world adds up to one big lie
Well, if I had to do it all over again,; Babe, I'd do it all over you.
Now somebody's got to show their hand, time is an enemy
Because something is happening here; But you don't know what it is; Do you, Mister Jones?
I couldn't see what you could show me; Your scarf had kept your mouth well hid
How did I meet you? I don't know.
But it's like I'm stuck inside a painting; That's hanging in the Louvre
Yes, I see you on your window ledge; But I can't tell just how far away you are from the edge
Does she know I still care?
Junk is piling up, taking up space
Oh, jewels and binoculars hang from the head of the mule
I don't know why I love her but I just can't stop
Wiggle 'til you're high, wiggle 'til you're higher,; Wiggle 'til you vomit fire
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane?
He looks so truthful, is this how he feels; Trying to peel the moon and expose it
