Someday, everything is gonna be smooth like a rhapsody
And now the heart is filled with gold; As if it was a purse.; But, oh, what kind of love is this; Which goes from bad to worse?
If you're looking for assistance, babe,; Or if you just want some company; Or if you just want a friend you can talk to,; Honey, come and see about me.
Tough Mama; Can I blow a little smoke on you?
You're so damn nonchalant; But it's your mind that I want.
Twenty years of schoolin' and they put you on the day shift
Forget the dead you've left, they will not follow you.
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 got new eyes ; Everything looks far away
False-hearted judges dying in the webs that they spin,; Only a matter of time 'til night comes steppin' in.
Somethin' there is about you that I can't quite put my finger on.
Do you ever wonder just what God requires?; You think He's just an errand boy to satisfy your wandering desires.
Always on the outside of whatever side there was,; When they asked him why it had to be that way, "Well," he answered, "just because."
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
I hear that sometimes Satan comes as a man of peace.
If I ever lose her I will go insane; I go half crazy when she calls my name
Your magnetic movements; Still capture the minutes I'm in.
I feel nothing for their game where beauty goes unrecognized
In the smoke of the twilight on a milk-white steed,; Michelangelo indeed could've carved out your features.
I'm already there in my mind; And that's good enough for now
There's no one here, the gardener is gone
Without freedom of speech, I might be in the swamp.
The pump don't work; 'Cause the vandals took the handles
Everything passes,; Everything changes,; Just do what you think you should do.
But I will be back, I will survive,; You'll never get rid of me as long as you're alive.
We're going all the way 'til the wheels fall off and burn
Sundown, yellow moon, I replay the past; I know every scene by heart, they all went by so fast
I fought with my twin, that enemy within, 'til both of us fell by the way.
Soon as a man is born, you know the sparks begin to fly, He gets wise in his own eyes and he's made to believe a lie.
It ain't my cup of meat.
No time to suffer or blink; And no time to think
Don't you know there's nothing new that's under the sun?; Well, there ain't no man righteous, no not one.
We pointed out the way to go; And scratched your name in sand,; Though you just thought it was nothing more; Than a place for you to stand.
It's the last temptation; The last account; The last time you might hear the sermon on the mount,; The last radio is playing.
if there's an original thought out there, I could use it right now
I don't wanna be hers, I wanna be yours.
Truth is an arrow and the gate is narrow that it passes through
Oh, ev'ry thought that's strung a knot in my mind,; I might go insane if it couldn't be sprung.
Handy dandy, he got a basket of flowers and a bag full or sorrow
If he needs a third eye he just grows it
Too many thoughts get in the way in the day
What happened to the real you, you've been captured but by whom?
What makes the wind wanna blow tonight?
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle like a bowl of soup
Boys in the street beginning to play; Girls like birds flying away
The sun's not yellow it's chicken
But even the president of the United States, Sometimes must have, To stand naked.
If you get close to her, kiss her once for me
If I had wings and I could fly,; I know where I would go.
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."
Betrayed by a kiss on a cool night of bliss; In the valley of the missing link
Yesterday everything was going too fast; Today, it's moving too slow
Yes, my guard stood hard when abstract threats; Too noble to neglect; Deceived me into thinking; I had something to protect
the cops don't need you; and man they expect the same
We always did feel the same,; We just saw it from a different point of view
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.
My heart's in the Highlands at the break of dawn; By the beautiful lake of the Black Swan; Big white clouds, like chariots that swing down low; Well my heart's in the Highlands; Only place left to go
