Pain sure brings out the best in people, doesn't it?

I'll remember you;
When the wind blows through the piney wood.

Now, I can't go back to what was, baby,;
I can't unring the bell.

My children will go, As soon as they grow.;
Well, there ain't nothing here now to hold them.

How does it feel

Most of the time;
I can't even be sure;
If she was ever with me;
Or if I was with her.

But the enemy I see Wears a cloak of decency

My conscience is beginning to bother me today.

I'm going back to New York City;
I do believe I've had enough

Searching for my double, looking for;
Complete evaporation to the core

Never could learn to drink that blood;
And call it wine

Turn your back, wash your hands,;
There's always someone who understands

Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free,;
Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands,;
With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves,;
Let me forget about today until tomorrow.

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.

Well my nerves are exploding and my body's tense;
I feel like the whole world got me pinned up against the fence

I got a poison headache,;
But I feel all right

The party's over, and there's less and less to say

We never thought we could ever get old.;
We thought we could sit forever in fun

Here is your throat back;
Thanks for the loan

No time to suffer or blink;
And no time to think

Man's ego is inflated, his laws are outdated, they don't apply no more

If he needs a third eye he just grows it

Love is so simple, to quote a phrase,;
You've known it all the time, I'm learnin' it these days.

Oh it's rush hour now;
On the wheel and the plow;
And the sun is going down;
Upon the sacred cow.

You should be made;
To wear earphones

The ghost of 'lectricity howls in the bones of her face

Nobody feels any pain

I'm in a cowboy band

'Cause he doesn't tell you jokes or fairy tales, say he's got no style.

Well, I wanna be your lover, baby, I don't wanna be your boss.

Insanity is smashing up against my soul;
You can say I was on anything but a roll;
If I had a conscience, well I just might blow my top;
What would I do with it anyway ;
Maybe take it to the pawn shop

We're idiots, babe.;
It's a wonder we can even feed ourselves.

In the day of confession;
We cannot mock a soul.;
Oh, when there's too much of nothing,;
No one has control.

If you're lookin' to get silly;
You better go back to from where you came

Somebody's got to find your trail,;
I guess it must be up to me.

If the bible is right, the world will explode

I got nothing left to burn

You have explained every mystery.;
What can I do for You?

I see people who are supposed to know better standin' around like furniture.

All right, I'll take a chance, I will fall in love with you

They don't want me around;
'Cause I believe in you.

I finally realize there's no room for regret

You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely

Ain't it just like the night to play tricks when you're tryin' to be so quiet?

All I feel is heat and flame and all I see are dark eyes.

Precious angel, you believe me when I say;
What God has given to us no man can take away.

Can you tell me what we're waiting for, senor?

My head tells me it's time to make a change;
But my heart is telling me I love ya but you're strange.

I'm glad to see you're still alive, you're lookin' like a saint.

The treasure can't be found by men who search

Truth is an arrow and the gate is narrow that it passes through

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

Time passes slowly when you're lost in a dream.

Look into infinity, all you see is trouble.

But it's like I'm stuck inside a painting;
That's hanging in the Louvre

Are you still my friend, baby, show me a sign

Now there's spiritual warfare and flesh and blood breaking down.;
Ya either got faith or ya got unbelief and there ain't no neutral ground.

Since every pleasure's got an edge of pain;
Pay for your ticket and don't complain

The sky cracked its poems in naked wonder