I'll see you later when I'm not so out of my head,; Maybe next time I'll let the dead bury the dead.
You're so damn nonchalant; But it's your mind that I want.
I am hanging in the balance, of the reality of man; like every sparrow falling, like every grain of sand
And the dirt of gossip blows into my face,; And the dust of rumors covers me.
But is your heart made out of stone, or is it lime; Or is it just solid rock?
Now there's spiritual warfare and flesh and blood breaking down.; Ya either got faith or ya got unbelief and there ain't no neutral ground.
But I will be back, I will survive,; You'll never get rid of me as long as you're alive.
There was music in the cafes at night; And revolution in the air.
Betrayed by a kiss on a cool night of bliss; In the valley of the missing link
For all eternity I think I will remember; That icy wind that's howling in your eye.
I've been hit too hard, I've seen too much; Nothing can heal me now, but your touch
I was in your presence for an hour or so; Or was it a day? I truly don't know.
Well, You've done it all and there's no more anyone can pretend to do.; What can I do for You?
As the last fire truck from hell; Goes rolling by, all good people are praying
Everybody must get stoned.
How long can I stay drunk on fear out in the wilderness?
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.
the cops don't need you; and man they expect the same
In your teardrops, I can see my own reflection
You speak to me; In sign language; As I'm eating a sandwich
Sometimes I feel so low-down and disgusted
Once I had mountains in the palm of my hand,; And rivers that ran through ev'ry day.
And, when I was through; I filled up my shoe; And brought it to you.
You say you love me; And you're thinkin' of me,; But you know you could be wrong.
I just want you to know; I can see through your masks
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?
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums,; Should I leave them by your gate,; Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?
Ain't no altars on this long and lonesome road
She knows where I'd like to be; But it doesn't matter.
People disagreeing on all just about everything, yeah,; Makes you stop and all wonder why.
In the home of the brave, Jefferson turnin' over in his grave
They like to take all this money from sin, build big universities to study in; Sing Amazing Grace all the way to the Swiss banks
I finally realize there's no room for regret
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.
the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming
I couldn't see what you could show me; Your scarf had kept your mouth well hid
When destruction cometh swiftly; And there's no time to say a fare-thee-well,; Have you decided whether you want to be; In heaven or in hell?
People tell me it's a sin; To know and feel too much within.
Put your hand on my head, baby, do I have a temperature?
I don't wanna be hers, I wanna be yours.
She says, "What'll it be?"; I say, "I don't know, you got any soft boiled eggs?"
For the loser now; Will be later to win
I don't know why I love her but I just can't stop
The way is long but the end is near, Already the fiesta has begun
Someone else is speakin' with my mouth, but I'm listening only to my heart.
In the home of the brave
Jefferson turnin’ over in his grave
Two riders were approaching, the wind began to howl.
How can I explain?; Oh, it's so hard to get on
I got new eyes ; Everything looks far away
But the magician is quicker and his game; Is much thicker than blood and blacker than ink
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
Whatever you gonna do,; Please do it fast.
Oh, ev'ry thought that's strung a knot in my mind,; I might go insane if it couldn't be sprung.
Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night
May you always know the truth; And see the lights surrounding you.
Somethin' there is about you that I can't quite put my finger on.
