Precious angel, you believe me when I say; What God has given to us no man can take away.
And, when I was through; I filled up my shoe; And brought it to you.
You got a lotta nerve; To say you are my friend
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 like the cool way you look at me,; Everything about you is bringing me; Misery.
An' here I sit so patiently; Waiting to find out what price; You have to pay to get out of; Going through all these things twice.
If you want somebody you can trust, trust yourself.
You think you can hide but you're never alone,; Ask Lot what he thought when his wife turned to stone.
The treasure can't be found by men who search
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.
Everybody must get stoned.
But is your heart made out of stone, or is it lime; Or is it just solid rock?
My feet are so tired, my brain is so wired
How did I meet you? I don't know.
Well, I got a harmonica job, begun to play,; Blowin' my lungs out for a dollar a day.
Well, I don't have to be no doctor, babe,; To see that you're madly in love.
Inside the museums, Infinity goes up on trial
Sundown, yellow moon, I replay the past; I know every scene by heart, they all went by so fast
Well, You've done it all and there's no more anyone can pretend to do.; What can I do for You?
You could ride like Annie Oakley,; You could shoot like Belle Starr.
I'll remember you; When the wind blows through the piney wood.
Time is an ocean but it ends at the shore; You may not see me tomorrow.
People on the platforms; Waiting for the trains; I can hear their hearts a-beatin'; Like pendulums swinging on chains
I feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door.
Nobody feels any pain
Thought I'd shaken the wonder and the phantoms of my youth
Talk about perfection, I ain't never seen none
I wasn't born to lose you.
If you want to live easy
Baby pack your clothes with mine
And then you told me later, as I apologized; That you were just kiddin' me, you weren't really from the farm
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
Yes, I know now, traps are only set by me; And I do not really need to be; Assured that love is just a four-letter word
Your mind is your temple, keep it beautiful and free,; Don't let an egg get laid in it by something you can't see.
The night is pitch black, come an' make my; Pale face fit into place, ah, please!
he not busy being born, Is busy dying
Will I ever learn that there'll be no peace, that the war won't cease; Until He returns?
If dogs run free, why not me; Across the swamp of time?
people don’t live or die, people just float
if every bone in his body was broken he would never admit it
Well my sense of humanity has gone down the drain
I am hanging in the balance, of the reality of man; like every sparrow falling, like every grain of sand
Someone showed me a picture and I just laughed; Dignity never been photographed
And every time you get this close; It makes me want to scream
I'm in a cowboy band
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.
Yes, I see you on your window ledge; But I can't tell just how far away you are from the edge
Don't trust me to show you the truth; When the truth may only be ashes and dust.
Idiot wind, blowing through the buttons of our coats,; Blowing through the letters that we wrote.
as long as the world keeps a-turnin', I just keep a-turnin' too.
But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here,; All the pigeons gonna run to him.
You're so damn nonchalant; But it's your mind that I want.
Wiggle 'til you're high, wiggle 'til you're higher,; Wiggle 'til you vomit fire
All I really want to do,; Is, baby, be friends with you.
The night passed away so quickly; It always does when you're with me.
He looks so truthful, is this how he feels; Trying to peel the moon and expose it
Drinkin' man listens to the voice he hears; In a crowded room full of covered up mirrors; Lookin' into the lost forgotten years; For dignity
Most of the time; I can't even be sure; If she was ever with me; Or if I was with her.
