Lay down your weary tune, lay down,; Lay down the song you strum,; And rest yourself 'neath the strength of strings; No voice can hope to hum.
I believe in the impossible, you know that I do
But I mean no harm nor put fault, On anyone that lives in a vault, But it's alright, Ma, if I can't please him.
Without freedom of speech, I might be in the swamp.
It ain't my cup of meat.
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."
Now, when I was just a bawlin' child,; I saw what I wanted to be
But the magician is quicker and his game; Is much thicker than blood and blacker than ink
Everybody's doin' something,; I heard it in a dream,; But when there's too much of nothing,; It just makes a fella mean.
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
My conscience is beginning to bother me today.
You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely
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.
Let the wind blow low, let the wind blow high.; One day the little boy and the little girl were both baked in a pie.
Searching for my double, looking for; Complete evaporation to the core
The walls of pride are high and wide; Can't see over to the other side; It's such a sad thing to see beauty decay; It's sadder still, to feel your heart torn away
She's got everything she needs,; She's an artist, she don't look back
Have I surrendered to the will of God; Or am I still acting like the boss?
Shall I hold you close?; Or Shall I let you go by?; Tell me.; Tell me.
Has the record been breaking,; Did the needle just skip
Yes, my guard stood hard when abstract threats; Too noble to neglect; Deceived me into thinking; I had something to protect
Somethin' there is about you that I can't quite put my finger on.
If you want to live easy
Baby pack your clothes with mine
Oh, baby, that god you been prayin' to; Is gonna give ya back what you're wishin' on someone else
Truth is an arrow and the gate is narrow that it passes through
Pardon, monsieur," the desk clerk says,; Carefully removes his fez,; "Am I hearin' you right?"
I've paid the price of solitude, but at last I'm out of debt.
People tell me it's a sin; To know and feel too much within.
I can't help it if I'm lucky.
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane?
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.
I fought with my twin, that enemy within, 'til both of us fell by the way.
Maybe they'll get me and maybe they won't; But not tonight and it won't be here; There are things I could say but I don't; I know the mercy of God must be near
Heart of mine be still,; You can play with fire, But you'll get the bill
The vagabond who's rapping at your door; Is standing in the clothes that you once wore.
I'm in love with the Ugliest Girl in the World
I must admit I felt a little uneasy; When she bent down to tie the laces of my shoe
I am hanging in the balance, of the reality of man; like every sparrow falling, like every grain of sand
If God's on our side; He'll stop the next war.
What's a sweetheart like you doin' in a dump like this?
I'll remember you; At the end of the trail,; I had so much left to do,; I had so little time to fail.
your pleasure knows no limits
Something there is about you that brings back a long forgotten truth
Lookin' at my shadow watching the colors up above
Darkness at the break of noon
You cast your spell and I went under,; I find it so difficult to leave.
Time is all I have to give
It's for myself and my friends my stories are sung.
She says, "What'll it be?"; I say, "I don't know, you got any soft boiled eggs?"
She lit a burner on the stove and offered me a pipe; "I thought you'd never say hello," she said; "You look like the silent type."
Scorpio Sphinx in a calico dress
When they came for Him in the garden, did they know?
Have you got some unfinished business?; Is there something holding you back?; Are you thinking for yourself; Or are you following the pack?
There are those who worship loneliness, I'm not one of them
Precious angel, you believe me when I say; What God has given to us no man can take away.
That's how it is when things disintegrate
I've been walking through the middle of nowhere; Trying to get to heaven before they close the door
The truth was obscure, too profound and too pure, to live it you have to explode.
