I'll remember you; At the end of the trail,; I had so much left to do,; I had so little time to fail.
This time tomorrow I'll know you better; When my memory is not so short.
I was in your presence for an hour or so; Or was it a day? I truly don't know.
it is not he or she or them or it; That you belong to.
I hate myself for lovin' you and the weakness that it showed; You were just a painted face on a trip down Suicide Road
That's how it is when things disintegrate
I ain't lookin' for you to feel like me,; See like me or be like me.
Try to be pure at heart, they arrest you for robbery,; Mistake your shyness for aloofness, your shyness for snobbery
Once I had mountains in the palm of my hand,; And rivers that ran through ev'ry day.
It's too bright a light, he said, "For anybody's eyes,; If you've never seen one it's a blessing in disguise."
As his youth now unfolds; He is centuries old; Just to see him at play makes me smile; No matter what happens to me; No matter what my destiny; Lord, protect my child
You're the one I adore, come over here and give me more
goodbye's too good a word, gal; so I'll just say fare thee well
Don't even hear a murmur of a prayer; It's not dark yet, but it's getting there.
I'll give you more gold; Than your apron can hold; If you'll only let your hair hang low
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?
Man's ego is inflated, his laws are outdated, they don't apply no more
as long as the world keeps a-turnin', I just keep a-turnin' too.
I see people in the park forgetting their troubles and woes; They're drinking and dancing, wearing bright colored clothes; All the young men with their young women looking so good; Well, I'd trade places with any of them ; In a minute, if I could
When there is no more,; You cut to the core; Quicker than anyone I knew.
You know, the streets are filled with vipers; Who've lost all ray of hope,; You know, it ain't even safe no more; In the palace of the Pope.
Oh, man has invented his doom, First step was touching the moon.
No time to suffer or blink; And no time to think
She's got everything she needs,; She's an artist, she don't look back
And they're breaking down the distance; Between right and wrong.
I said, "You know they refused Jesus, too"; He said, "You're not Him"
It's too hot to sleep time is running away
He said, Are you lookin' for somethin' easy to catch?; I said, I got no money. He said, That ain't necessary.
I can still hear the sounds of those Methodist bells; I'd taken the cure and had just gotten through
You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely
False-hearted judges dying in the webs that they spin,; Only a matter of time 'til night comes steppin' in.
All the truth in the world adds up to one big lie
I've been hit too hard, I've seen too much; Nothing can heal me now, but your touch
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."
Hot chili peppers in the blistering sun
If you're looking for assistance, babe,; Or if you just want some company; Or if you just want a friend you can talk to,; Honey, come and see about me.
Some things in life, it gets too late to learn
Two riders were approaching, the wind began to howl.
When we meet again; Introduced as friends; Please don't let on that you knew me when; I was hungry and it was your world.
Mona Lisa musta had the highway blues; You can tell by the way she smiles
Now, when I was just a bawlin' child,; I saw what I wanted to be
We always did feel the same,; We just saw it from a different point of view
It's so impossible to even learn the tune.
Saw you drift into infinity and come back again
The highway is for gamblers, better use your sense.; Take what you have gathered from coincidence.
I'm glad to see you're still alive, you're lookin' like a saint.
Well, the chances are against it and the odds are slim,; That he'll live by the rules that the world makes for him
Forget the dead you've left, they will not follow you.
Time is all I have to give
Sundown, yellow moon, I replay the past; I know every scene by heart, they all went by so fast
She walked up to me so gracefully and took my crown of thorns.
It's mighty funny; the end of time has just begun
God is in heaven; And we all want what's his; But power and greed and corruptible seed; Seem to be all that there is
The pump don't work; 'Cause the vandals took the handles
I wish that for just one time; You could stand inside my shoes; You'd know what a drag it is; To see you
She says, "What'll it be?"; I say, "I don't know, you got any soft boiled eggs?"
The truth was obscure, too profound and too pure, to live it you have to explode.
If I had wings and I could fly,; I know where I would go.
