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.
Time passes slowly when you're lost in a dream.
I'm going out of my mind; With a pain that stops and starts
Junk is piling up, taking up space
When he died I was hopin' that it wasn't contagious
Well the desert is hot, the mountain is cursed,; Pray that I don't die of thirst,; Baby, two feet from the well.
Well, I got a harmonica job, begun to play,; Blowin' my lungs out for a dollar a day.
Son, this ain't a dream no more, it's the real thing.
Everything passes,; Everything changes,; Just do what you think you should do.
You can't get to glory by the raising and the lowering of no flag.; Put your goodness next to God's and it comes out like a filthy rag.
Well, I wanna be your lover, baby, I don't wanna be your boss.
Those are the hills of hell-fire my love; Where you and I will unite
Two riders were approaching, the wind began to howl.
When He rose from the dead, did they believe?
You know, the streets are filled with vipers; Who've lost all ray of hope,; You know, it ain't even safe no more; In the palace of the Pope.
Someday, everything is gonna be smooth like a rhapsody
When they came for Him in the garden, did they know?
One of these days and it won't be long; Going down in the valley and sing my song; I will sing it loud and sing it strong; Let the echo decide if I was right or wrong
I'll give you more gold; Than your apron can hold; If you'll only let your hair hang low
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 the home of the brave, Jefferson turnin' over in his grave
They tell me revenge is sweet and from where they stand, I'm sure it is.
You will search, babe, At any cost.; But how long, babe, Can you search for what's not lost?
We never thought we could ever get old.; We thought we could sit forever in fun
He said his name was Columbus; I just said, "Good luck."
if every bone in his body was broken he would never admit it
Don't you know there's nothing new that's under the sun?; Well, there ain't no man righteous, no not one.
My children will go, As soon as they grow.; Well, there ain't nothing here now to hold them.
When my life is over, it'll be like a puff of smoke,; How long must I suffer, Lord, how long must I be provoked?; Satan will give you a little taste, then he'll move in with rapid speed,; Lord keep my blind side covered and see that I don't bleed.
Leaving men wholly, totally free; To do anything they wish to do but die
He bought me with a price,; Freed me from the pit,; Full of emptiness and wrath; And the fire that burns in it.
One more cup of coffee 'fore I go; To the valley below
Temptation's not an easy thing
Well, the chances are against it and the odds are slim,; That he'll live by the rules that the world makes for him
I need a steam shovel mama to keep away the dead
I believe in the impossible, you know that I do
That long black cloud is comin' down
You were trying to break into another world; A world I never knew.; I always kind of wondered; If you ever made it through.
Can't you make any sound?
My conscience is beginning to bother me today.
Don't have to look no further, you're the soul of many things.
The truth was obscure, too profound and too pure, to live it you have to explode.
I see people who are supposed to know better standin' around like furniture.
What makes the wind wanna blow tonight?
Sometimes I wanna take to the road and plunder
Why does he look so righteous while your face is so changed
Heard the sound of a clown who cried in the alley
You're the one I adore, come over here and give me more
There's no one here, the gardener is gone
Well, I wake in the morning, Fold my hands and pray for rain.; I got a head full of ideas, That are drivin' me insane.
take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind
Well, you're on your own, you always were,; In a land of wolves and thieves.
Now the rainman gave me two cures,; Then he said, "Jump right in."; The one was Texas medicine,; The other was just railroad gin.
Saw you drift into infinity and come back again
Oh it's rush hour now; On the wheel and the plow; And the sun is going down; Upon the sacred cow.
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."
I'm just sitting here beating on my trumpet
This wheel shall explode!
I've been walking through the middle of nowhere; Trying to get to heaven before they close the door
