Shall I hold you close?; Or Shall I let you go by?; Tell me.; Tell me.
And now the heart is filled with gold; As if it was a purse.; But, oh, what kind of love is this; Which goes from bad to worse?
Here is your throat back; Thanks for the loan
I wish, I wish, I wish in vain,; That we could sit simply in that room again.
False-hearted judges dying in the webs that they spin,; Only a matter of time 'til night comes steppin' in.
And the dirt of gossip blows into my face,; And the dust of rumors covers me.
It's the last temptation; The last account; The last time you might hear the sermon on the mount,; The last radio is playing.
The truth was obscure, too profound and too pure, to live it you have to explode.
Reality has always had too many heads
it is not he or she or them or it; That you belong to.
Why does he look so righteous while your face is so changed
Now I wish I could write you a melody so plain; That could hold you dear lady from going insane
I'll remember you; At the end of the trail,; I had so much left to do,; I had so little time to fail.
He got an all girl orchestra and when he says; "Strike up the band," they hit it
If your mem'ry serves you well,; You'll remember you're the one; That called on me to call on them; To get you your favors done.
This time tomorrow I'll know you better; When my memory is not so short.
We're going all the way 'til the wheels fall off and burn
Ain't complaining 'bout what I got; Seen better times, but who has not?
Lot of water under the bridge, Lot of other stuff too; Don't get up gentlemen, I'm only passing through
It was true that in his later years he would not carry a gun; "I'm around too many children," he'd say, "they should never know of one."
I see, I see lovers in the meadow; I see, I see silhouettes in the window; I watch them 'til they're gone and they leave me hanging on ; To a shadow
Oh a false clock tries to tick out my time
The pump don't work; 'Cause the vandals took the handles
I'm T-boned and punctured; But I'm known to be calm
The night passed away so quickly; It always does when you're with me.
Well, I got a harmonica job, begun to play,; Blowin' my lungs out for a dollar a day.
We stare straight ahead and try so hard to stay right
We never thought we could ever get old.; We thought we could sit forever in fun
You'd better do somethin' quick; She's your lover now.
I got a poison headache,; But I feel all right
If this is love then gimme more; And more and more and more and more.
It's so impossible to even learn the tune.
Shine your light, shine your light on me; Ya know I just couldn't make it by myself.; I'm a little too blind to see
Last night I danced with a stranger; But she just reminded me you were the one
Without freedom of speech, I might be in the swamp.
she's true, like ice, like fire
Let the wind blow low, let the wind blow high.; One day the little boy and the little girl were both baked in a pie.
Well it's way past midnight and there are people all around; Some on their way up, some on their way down
Yes, I see you on your window ledge; But I can't tell just how far away you are from the edge
It's for myself and my friends my stories are sung.
I got new eyes ; Everything looks far away
Too many thoughts get in the way in the day
It ain't my cup of meat.
The way is long but the end is near, Already the fiesta has begun
Run your fingers down my spine; Bring me a touch of bliss
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.
My feet are so tired, my brain is so wired
Am I no longer a part of your plans or your dreams?
Oh, some of us'll end up; In St. Cloud Prison,; And some of us'll wind up, To be lawyers and things
Heart of mine be still,; You can play with fire, But you'll get the bill
When you cease to exist, then who will you blame?; I've tried my best to love you, but I cannot play this game; Your best friend and my worst enemy is one and the same
I'm listening to Neil Young, I gotta turn up the sound; Someone's always yelling turn it down
I could say that I'd be faithful, I could say it in one sweet, easy breath; But to you that would be cruelty and to me it surely would be death.
Well, he can be fascinating, he can be dull,; He can ride down Niagara Falls in the barrels of your skull.
Your loyalty is not to me; But to the stars above
Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free,; Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands,; With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves,; Let me forget about today until tomorrow.
Roses are red, violets are blue; And time is beginning to crawl
I'm going out of my mind; With a pain that stops and starts
Seen the arrow on the doorpost; Saying, "This land is condemned; All the way from New Orleans; To Jerusalem."
