I'll remember you; When the wind blows through the piney wood.
Gon' walk on down that dirt road 'til I'm right beside the sun
I am hanging in the balance, of the reality of man; like every sparrow falling, like every grain of sand
Senor, senor, let's disconnect these cables,; Overturn these tables.; This place don't make sense to me no more.
And the dirt of gossip blows into my face,; And the dust of rumors covers me.
When you gonna wake up and strengthen the things that remain?
I don't need no alibi when I'm spending time with you.; I've heard all of them rumors and you have heard 'em too.
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.
My love she speaks like silence
In the home of the brave
Jefferson turnin’ over in his grave
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
You could make me cry if you don't know.
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.
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane?
They used to grow food in Kansas; Now they want to grow it on the moon and eat it raw.; I can see the day coming when even your home garden; Is gonna be against the law.
Every brain is civilized,; Every nerve is analyzed,; Everything is criticized when you are in need.
The way is long but the end is near, Already the fiesta has begun
I hate myself for lovin' you and the weakness that it showed; You were just a painted face on a trip down Suicide Road
The sky is trembling, And I must leave.
Darkness at the break of noon
Betrayed by a kiss on a cool night of bliss; In the valley of the missing link
Do you ever wonder just what God requires?; You think He's just an errand boy to satisfy your wandering desires.
You're the one I've been looking for,; You're the one that's got the key.; But I can't figure out whether I'm too good for you; Or you're too good for me.
The country music station plays soft; but there's nothing, really nothing, to turn off
I'm in the streets; With the tombstone blues
They tell me revenge is sweet and from where they stand, I'm sure it is.
People on the platforms; Waiting for the trains; I can hear their hearts a-beatin'; Like pendulums swinging on chains
if there's an original thought out there, I could use it right now
It was then that I got up to leave; But she said, "Don't forget,; Everybody must give something back; For something they get."
to live outside the law, you must be honest
Some things last longer than you think they will; There are some kind of things you can never kill
It's for myself and my friends my stories are sung.
For all eternity I think I will remember; That icy wind that's howling in your eye.
It ain't my cup of meat.
The drinks are ready and the dogs are going to war
And if my thought-dreams could be seen, They'd probably put my head in a guillotine
Guess it's too late to say the things to you; That you needed to hear me say.
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?
And the words that are used; For to get the ship confused; Will not be understood as they're spoken.
I'm in a cowboy band
Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse
Your magnetic movements; Still capture the minutes I'm in.
Hot chili peppers in the blistering sun
My so-called friends have fallen under a spell.; They look me squarely in the eye and they say, "All is well."; Can they imagine the darkness that will fall from on high; When men will beg God to kill them and they won't be able to die?
Now at midnight all the agents; And the superhuman crew; Come out and round up everyone; That knows more than they do
Oh it's rush hour now; On the wheel and the plow; And the sun is going down; Upon the sacred cow.
Some things in life, it gets too late to learn
You don't want a love that's pure; You wanna drown love; You want a watered-down love
Reality has always had too many heads
What's lost is lost, we can't regain what went down in the flood
Temptation's not an easy thing
Oh the fishes will laugh; As they swim out of the path; And the seagulls they'll be smiling.
Son, this ain't a dream no more, it's the real thing.
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
Now, I can't go back to what was, baby,; I can't unring the bell.
When my life is over, it'll be like a puff of smoke
goodbye's too good a word, gal; so I'll just say fare thee well
Now, don't crowd me, lady; Or I'll fill up your shoe
