There was music in the cafes at night; And revolution in the air.
I hear the ancient footsteps like the motion of the sea; Sometimes I turn, there's someone there, other times it's only me.
Thought I'd shaken the wonder and the phantoms of my youth
There's only one step down from here, baby,; It's called the land of permanent bliss.
I was in your presence for an hour or so; Or was it a day? I truly don't know.
Some things in life, it gets too late to learn
Behind every beautiful thing there's been some kind of pain
The walls of pride are high and wide; Can't see over to the other side; It's such a sad thing to see beauty decay; It's sadder still, to feel your heart torn away
I got nothing left to burn
My love she speaks like silence
Let's try to get beneath the surface waste, girl,; No more booby traps and bombs,; No more decadence and charm,; No more affection that's misplaced, girl
I'm walking through streets that are dead
I've been walking through the middle of nowhere; Trying to get to heaven before they close the door
We never thought we could ever get old.; We thought we could sit forever in fun
And you never ask questions; When God's on your side.
I can smile in the face of mankind.; Don't even remember what her lips felt like on mine; Most of the time.
I just want you to know; I can see through your masks
I can tell you fancy, I can tell you plain; You give something up for everything you gain
She said, "Be easy, baby,; There ain't nothin' worth stealin' in here."
Today on the countryside it was a-hotter than a crotch
They'll stone ya when you're at the breakfast table.
I don't wanna be hers, I wanna be yours.
He bought me with a price,; Freed me from the pit,; Full of emptiness and wrath; And the fire that burns in it.
I was in a whirlwind, now I'm in some better place.
I'm already there in my mind; And that's good enough for now
Don’t think twice, it’s all right
You know, news of you has come down the line; Even before ya came in the door.; They say in your father's house, there's many mansions; Each one of them got a fireproof floor.
Go melt back into the night, babe,; Everything inside is made of stone.; There's nothing in here moving, An' anyway I'm not alone.
You're the other half of what I am, you're the missing piece
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums,; Should I leave them by your gate,; Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?
When He rose from the dead, did they believe?
All my friends have told me; If I hang around with you; That I'll go blind
I know it looks like I'm moving, but I'm standing still
But nothing really matters much, it's doom alone that counts
Nations are angry, cursed are some,; People are expecting a false peace to come.
If I had wings and I could fly,; I know where I would go.
We're both just one too many mornings; An' a thousand miles behind.
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle like a bowl of soup
Your temperature's too hot for taming
I feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door.
So take heed, take heed of the western wind
Run your fingers down my spine; Bring me a touch of bliss
When you know as well as me; You'd rather see me paralyzed
The drinks are ready and the dogs are going to war
Hot chili peppers in the blistering sun
It's many a guard; That stands around smilin',; Holdin' his club; Like he was a king.
Well, I try my best; To be just like I am,; But everybody wants you; To be just like them.
Every time you leave and go off someplace,; Things fall to pieces in my face
Reality has always had too many heads
What makes the wind wanna blow tonight?
While my conscience explodes; The harmonicas play the skeleton keys and the rain
Son, this ain't a dream no more, it's the real thing.
In the home of the brave, Jefferson turnin' over in his grave
Sometimes the devil likes to drive you from the neighborhood.; He'll even work his ways through those whose intentions are good.
Talk about perfection, I ain't never seen none
There are those who worship loneliness, I'm not one of them
People ask about you; I didn't tell them everything I knew
Oh, ev'ry thought that's strung a knot in my mind,; I might go insane if it couldn't be sprung.
Pain sure brings out the best in people, doesn't it?
