There are those who worship loneliness, I'm not one of them
Wallflower, wallflower; Take a chance on me.; Please let me ride you home.
Twenty years of schoolin' and they put you on the day shift
May you build a ladder to the stars; And climb on every rung.
Forget the dead you've left, they will not follow you.
She still lives inside of me, we've never been apart.
Just do your thing, you'll be king; If dogs run free.
I hate myself for lovin' you and the weakness that it showed; You were just a painted face on a trip down Suicide Road
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle like a bowl of soup
All he believes are his eyes, And his eyes, they just tell him lies
If God's on our side; He'll stop the next war.
I wouldn't be ashamed to be seen with you anywhere.
I'm listening to Neil Young, I gotta turn up the sound; Someone's always yelling turn it down
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.
It was then that I got up to leave; But she said, "Don't forget,; Everybody must give something back; For something they get."
I see nothing to be gained by any explanation; There are no words that need to be said
Those are the hill of heaven, my love; You and I'll never know
Run your fingers down my spine; Bring me a touch of bliss
Give ya delusions of grandeur; And a evil eye; Give you idea that; You're too good to die
Love is so simple, to quote a phrase,; You've known it all the time, I'm learnin' it these days.
There's no one here, the gardener is gone
You say you love me; And you're thinkin' of me,; But you know you could be wrong.
Well, he can be fascinating, he can be dull,; He can ride down Niagara Falls in the barrels of your skull.
Any day now, any day now,; I shall be released.
I don't know why I love her but I just can't stop
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane?
Talk about perfection, I ain't never seen none
Down the highway, down the tracks, down the road to ecstasy,; I followed you beneath the stars, hounded by your memory,; And all your ragin' glory.
I'll remember you; At the end of the trail,; I had so much left to do,; I had so little time to fail.
But is your heart made out of stone, or is it lime; Or is it just solid rock?
What's lost is lost, we can't regain what went down in the flood
Oh, ev'ry thought that's strung a knot in my mind,; I might go insane if it couldn't be sprung.
Don’t think twice, it’s all right
All the truth in the world adds up to one big lie
What good am I if I say foolish things; And I laugh in the face of what sorrow brings; And I just turn my back while you silently die,; What good am I?
If I had wings and I could fly,; I know where I would go.
I stood alone upon the ridge and all I did was watch.
Some things are too hot to touch; The human mind can only stand so much
All I really want to do,; Is, baby, be friends with you.
Oh a false clock tries to tick out my time
That long black cloud is comin' down
Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse
Heard the sound of a clown who cried in the alley
If you don't believe there's a price for this sweet paradise, remind me to show you the, scars.
The country music station plays soft; but there's nothing, really nothing, to turn off
Since every pleasure's got an edge of pain; Pay for your ticket and don't complain
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.
I couldn't see what you could show me; Your scarf had kept your mouth well hid
I was just too stubborn to ever be governed by enforced insanity
How did I meet you? I don't know.
You're gonna have to serve somebody.
Trees that've stood for a thousand years suddenly will fall.
Just what do you think you have to guard?
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.
Idiot wind, blowing through the buttons of our coats,; Blowing through the letters that we wrote.
Nations are angry, cursed are some,; People are expecting a false peace to come.
Yes, my guard stood hard when abstract threats; Too noble to neglect; Deceived me into thinking; I had something to protect
They'll stone ya when you're at the breakfast table.
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."
