Gon' walk on down until I'm right beside the sun; I'm gonna have to put up a barrier to keep myself away from everyone.
We grew up together; From the cradle to the grave; We died and were reborn; And then mysteriously saved.
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane?
We're both just one too many mornings; An' a thousand miles behind.
The way is long but the end is near, Already the fiesta has begun
All the people we used to know; Are an illusion to me now
Because something is happening here; But you don't know what it is; Do you, Mister Jones?
And you never ask questions; When God's on your side.
Well, I got a harmonica job, begun to play,; Blowin' my lungs out for a dollar a day.
Then I'll stand on the ocean until I start sinkin',; But I'll know my song well before I start singin'
I been hangin’ on threads
I been playin’ it straight
Now, I’ve just got to cut loose
Before it gets late
Everything passes,; Everything changes,; Just do what you think you should do.
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?
Well, I wanna be your lover, baby, I don't wanna be your boss.
as long as the world keeps a-turnin', I just keep a-turnin' too.
Sometimes I wanna take to the road and plunder
Heard the sound of a clown who cried in the alley
We stare straight ahead and try so hard to stay right
When my life is over, it'll be like a puff of smoke
Whatever you wanted; Slipped out of my mind
So take heed, take heed of the western wind
How can I explain?; Oh, it's so hard to get on
Can't you make any sound?
Now, don't crowd me, lady; Or I'll fill up your shoe
I feel nothing for their game where beauty goes unrecognized
For all eternity I think I will remember; That icy wind that's howling in your eye.
Oh a false clock tries to tick out my time
I'll let you be in my dreams if I can be in yours
I can smile in the face of mankind.; Don't even remember what her lips felt like on mine; Most of the time.
Your temperature's too hot for taming
Every day of the year's like playin' Russian roulette
I've already ripped out the phones, honey.; You can't walk the streets in a war
If I shut myself off so I can't hear you cry,; What good am I?
Well, I don't have to be no doctor, babe,; To see that you're madly in love.
My children will go, As soon as they grow.; Well, there ain't nothing here now to hold them.
I gotta go; Find out something only dead men know
Just what do you think you have to guard?
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
In the hills of mystery,; In the foggy web of destiny,; You can have what's left of me,; Where we were born in time.
When I met you, baby,; You didn't show no visible scars.
But the enemy I see
Wears a cloak of decency
Don't trust me to show you the truth; When the truth may only be ashes and dust.
he not busy being born, Is busy dying
And you, you took me in,; You loved me then; You didn't waste time.
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.
People carry roses
Make promises by the hours
My love she laughs like the flowers
Valentines can't buy her
Thought I'd shaken the wonder and the phantoms of my youth
And I, I don't mind the pain; Don't mind the driving rain; I know I will sustain; 'Cause I believe in you.
My love for her is taking such a long time to die
When you think that you lost everything; You find out you can always lose a little more
Handy dandy, he got a basket of flowers and a bag full or sorrow
Oh, but if I had the stars from the darkest night,; And the diamonds from the deepest ocean,; I'd forsake them all for your sweet kiss,; For that's all I'm wishin' to be ownin'.
Don't you know there's nothing new that's under the sun?; Well, there ain't no man righteous, no not one.
What's a sweetheart like you doin' in a dump like this?
I got nothing left to burn
Too many thoughts get in the way in the day
They say ev'rything can be replaced
You don't need a weather man; To know which way the wind blows
Seen the arrow on the doorpost; Saying, "This land is condemned; All the way from New Orleans; To Jerusalem."
