You were trying to break into another world; A world I never knew.; I always kind of wondered; If you ever made it through.
I'm in love with a woman who don't even appeal to me
Have you got some unfinished business?; Is there something holding you back?; Are you thinking for yourself; Or are you following the pack?
We're going all the way 'til the wheels fall off and burn
I like the cool way you look at me,; Everything about you is bringing me; Misery.
Don't even hear a murmur of a prayer; It's not dark yet, but it's getting there.
Now somebody's got to show their hand, time is an enemy
Mona Lisa musta had the highway blues; You can tell by the way she smiles
Well my nerves are exploding and my body's tense; I feel like the whole world got me pinned up against the fence
I hear the ancient footsteps like the motion of the sea; Sometimes I turn, there's someone there, other times it's only me.
The door has closed forevermore
If indeed there ever was a door
We're idiots, babe.; It's a wonder we can even feed ourselves.
Do I need your permission to turn the other cheek?; If you can read my mind, why must I speak?
Cities on fire, phones out of order
She knows where I'd like to be; But it doesn't matter.
Well, it's always been my nature to take chances; My right hand drawing back while my left hand advances
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.
Something there is about you that brings back a long forgotten truth
Somethin' there is about you that I can't quite put my finger on.
'Cause he doesn't tell you jokes or fairy tales, say he's got no style.
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.
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."
I know all about poison, I know all about fiery darts,; I don't care how rough the road is, show me where it starts,; Whatever pleases You, tell it to my heart.
Turn your back, wash your hands,; There's always someone who understands
Gonna take dancing lessons do the jitterbug rag; Ain't no shortcuts, gonna dress in drag; Only a fool in here would think he's got anything to prove
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.
Roses are red, violets are blue; And time is beginning to crawl
Oh my name it is nothin'; My age it means less
Don't you know there's nothing new that's under the sun?; Well, there ain't no man righteous, no not one.
We always did feel the same,; We just saw it from a different point of view
And every one of them words rang true; And glowed like burnin' coal; Pourin' off of every page; Like it was written in my soul from me to you
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
I've paid the price of solitude, but at last I'm out of debt.
She knows there's no success like failure; And that failure's no success at all.
Well, you're so bad and nasty; But I love you, yes I do
They'll stone you when you're playing your guitar.
Trees that've stood for a thousand years suddenly will fall.
I still believe she was my twin, but I lost the ring.
For I know that you know that I know that you know; Something is tearing up your mind.
My conscience is beginning to bother me today.
What good am I if I know and don't do,; I If I see and don't say, if I look right through you
You say my kisses are not like his,; But this time I'm not gonna tell you why that is.
your pleasure knows no limits
Sometimes I wanna take to the road and plunder
There's no one here, the gardener is gone
I'm in the streets; With the tombstone blues
I'm in a cowboy band
I need a steam shovel mama to keep away the dead
The country music station plays soft; but there's nothing, really nothing, to turn off
Well it's way past midnight and there are people all around; Some on their way up, some on their way down
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums,; Should I leave them by your gate,; Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?
Once I had mountains in the palm of my hand,; And rivers that ran through ev'ry day.
I've been hit too hard, I've seen too much; Nothing can heal me now, but your touch
Those are the hill of heaven, my love; You and I'll never know
And then you told me later, as I apologized; That you were just kiddin' me, you weren't really from the farm
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.
Well, you're on your own, you always were,; In a land of wolves and thieves.
With haunted hearts through the heat and cold
We never thought we could ever get old
When you think that you lost everything; You find out you can always lose a little more
