I couldn't see what you could show me;
Your scarf had kept your mouth well hid

She says, "What'll it be?";
I say, "I don't know, you got any soft boiled eggs?"

So long, New York.;
Howdy, East Orange.

Put your ear to the train tracks, put your ear to the ground,;
You ever feel like you're never alone even when there's nobody else around?;
Since the beginning of the universe man's been cursed by trouble.

I am hanging in the balance, of the reality of man;
like every sparrow falling, like every grain of sand

goodbye's too good a word, gal;
so I'll just say fare thee well

Through the wild cathedral evening the rain unraveled tales

I said, "You know they refused Jesus, too";
He said, "You're not Him"

I'm glad to see you're still alive, you're lookin' like a saint.

Did I miss the mark or;
Over-step the line;
That only you could see?

I know it looks like I'm moving, but I'm standing still

But is your heart made out of stone, or is it lime;
Or is it just solid rock?

Guess it's too late to say the things to you;
That you needed to hear me say.

I hear the ancient footsteps like the motion of the sea;
Sometimes I turn, there's someone there, other times it's only me.

I ain't lookin' for you to feel like me,;
See like me or be like me.

I don't know why I love her but I just can't stop

How long can I stay in this nowhere café

Now, don't crowd me, lady;
Or I'll fill up your shoe

I can tell you fancy, I can tell you plain;
You give something up for everything you gain

Well, I don't have to be no doctor, babe,;
To see that you're madly in love.

You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you

The ghost of 'lectricity howls in the bones of her face

Now you stand here expectin' me to remember somethin' you forgot to say

The highway is for gamblers, better use your sense.;
Take what you have gathered from coincidence.

They got him on conspiracy, they were never sure who with.

I'll remember you;
When the wind blows through the piney wood.

All my friends have told me;
If I hang around with you;
That I'll go blind

While my conscience explodes;
The harmonicas play the skeleton keys and the rain

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.

You say my kisses are not like his,;
But this time I'm not gonna tell you why that is.

Here is your throat back;
Thanks for the loan

Now somebody's got to show their hand, time is an enemy

I finally realize there's no room for regret

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."

Well, I wanna be your lover, baby, I don't wanna be your boss.

Gonna sleep down in the parlor;
And relive my dreams

If you want somebody you can trust, trust yourself.

People are crazy and times are strange

In the fury of the moment I can see the Master's hand;
In every leaf that trembles, in every grain of sand.

Whatever you gonna do,;
Please do it fast.

When we meet again;
Introduced as friends;
Please don't let on that you knew me when;
I was hungry and it was your world.

And they're breaking down the distance;
Between right and wrong.

Oh my name it is nothin';
My age it means less

Time passes slowly when you're searchin' for love.

The party's over, and there's less and less to say

How can I explain?;
Oh, it's so hard to get on

Lost time is not found again

He looks so truthful, is this how he feels;
Trying to peel the moon and expose it

I still can remember the way that you smiled

Where black is the color, where none is the number

If you're a doctor, I need a shot of love.

Those are the hills of hell-fire my love;
Where you and I will unite

Sometimes I feel so low-down and disgusted

My head tells me it's time to make a change;
But my heart is telling me I love ya but you're strange.

I'm already there in my mind;
And that's good enough for now

Time passes slowly when you're lost in a dream.

I want to thank You, Lord,;
I just want to thank You, Lord,;
Thank You, Lord.

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."

your pleasure knows no limits

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