I must admit I felt a little uneasy;
When she bent down to tie the laces of my shoe
Betrayed by a kiss on a cool night of bliss;
In the valley of the missing link
Oh, man has invented his doom, First step was touching the moon.
All he believes are his eyes, And his eyes, they just tell him lies
For I know that you know that I know that you know;
Something is tearing up your mind.
You could ride like Annie Oakley,;
You could shoot like Belle Starr.
I know it looks like I'm moving, but I'm standing still
We grew up together;
From the cradle to the grave;
We died and were reborn;
And then mysteriously saved.
She walked up to me so gracefully and took my crown of thorns.
Now I wish I could write you a melody so plain;
That could hold you dear lady from going insane
your pleasure knows no limits
Through the wild cathedral evening the rain unraveled tales
Don't trust me to show you the truth;
When the truth may only be ashes and dust.
What makes the wind wanna blow tonight?
to live outside the law, you must be honest
Democracy don't rule the world,;
You'd better get that in your head.;
This world is ruled by violence;
But I guess that's better left unsaid.
Either I'm too sensitive or else I'm gettin' soft.
Well my house is on fire, burning to the sky
It's all been designed, he said, "To make you lose your mind,;
And when you go back to find it, there's nothing there to find."
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.
Get the loot, don't be slow, we're gonna catch a trout
You speak to me;
In sign language;
As I'm eating a sandwich
Give ya delusions of grandeur;
And a evil eye;
Give you idea that;
You're too good to die
When I'm all alone;
In the great unknown,;
I'll remember you.
Did I miss the mark or;
Over-step the line;
That only you could see?
How did I meet you? I don't know.
She's got everything she needs,;
She's an artist, she don't look back
I can still hear the sounds of those Methodist bells;
I'd taken the cure and had just gotten through
Now the moon is almost hidden;
The stars are beginning to hide;
The fortunetelling lady;
Has even taken all her things inside
