You can't get to glory by the raising and the lowering of no flag.; Put your goodness next to God's and it comes out like a filthy rag.
Well, You've done it all and there's no more anyone can pretend to do.; What can I do for You?
The pump don't work; 'Cause the vandals took the handles
Forget the dead you've left, they will not follow you.
I got troubles, I think maybe you got troubles,; I think maybe we'd better leave each other alone.
I'm glad to see you're still alive, you're lookin' like a saint.
She walked up to me so gracefully and took my crown of thorns.
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.
My feet are so tired, my brain is so wired
Some things in life, it gets too late to learn
And the dirt of gossip blows into my face,; And the dust of rumors covers me.
Ain't no reason to go anywhere.
What looks large from a distance,; Close up ain't never that big.
You breathed on me and made my life a richer one to live,; When I was deep in poverty you taught me how to give
Twenty years of schoolin' and they put you on the day shift
You say you love me; And you're thinkin' of me,; But you know you could be wrong.
Well, he can be fascinating, he can be dull,; He can ride down Niagara Falls in the barrels of your skull.
You lose yourself, you reappear
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.
What's lost is lost, we can't regain what went down in the flood
I need a steam shovel mama to keep away the dead
Can you tell me what we're waiting for, senor?
Don't trust me to show you beauty; When beauty may only turn to rust.
People carry roses
Make promises by the hours
My love she laughs like the flowers
Valentines can't buy her
May you build a ladder to the stars; And climb on every rung.
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."
If you're lookin' to get silly; You better go back to from where you came
In the fury of the moment I can see the Master's hand; In every leaf that trembles, in every grain of sand.
Tell ev'rybody; Down in ol' 'Frisco; That Tiny Montgomery's comin'; Down to say Hello
I'll give you more gold; Than your apron can hold; If you'll only let your hair hang low
I see nothing to be gained by any explanation; There are no words that need to be said
Well, they're not showing any lights tonight; And there's no moon.
Oh it's rush hour now; On the wheel and the plow; And the sun is going down; Upon the sacred cow.
Betrayed by a kiss on a cool night of bliss; In the valley of the missing link
When the last rays of daylight go down; Buddy, you'll roll no more; I can hear the church bells ringing in the yard; I wonder who they're ringing for
You're the other half of what I am, you're the missing piece
there are no sins inside the Gates of Eden
he not busy being born, Is busy dying
Lookin' at my shadow watching the colors up above
I couldn't see what you could show me; Your scarf had kept your mouth well hid
We're going all the way 'til the wheels fall off and burn
And I'll tell it and think it and speak it and breathe it
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.
I am hanging in the balance, of the reality of man; like every sparrow falling, like every grain of sand
Sometimes I wanna take to the road and plunder
Ring them bells, for the time that flies,; For the child that cries; When innocence dies.
Through the wild cathedral evening the rain unraveled tales
Now the rainman gave me two cures,; Then he said, "Jump right in."; The one was Texas medicine,; The other was just railroad gin.
Oh, the only decent thing I did when I worked as a postal clerk; Was to haul your picture down off the wall near the cage where I used to work.; Was I a fool or not to try to protect your identity?; You looked a little burned out, my friend,; I thought it might be up to me.
All right, I'll take a chance, I will fall in love with you
The night is pitch black, come an' make my; Pale face fit into place, ah, please!
All the tired horses in the sun; How'm I supposed to get any ridin' done? Hmm.
I said, "You know they refused Jesus, too"; He said, "You're not Him"
I believe in the impossible, you know that I do
Everybody must get stoned.
Everybody's wearing a disguise; To hide what they've got left behind their eyes
