Every time you leave and go off someplace,; Things fall to pieces in my face
I still got my voice left, I can take it anywhere I go
Now, when I was just a bawlin' child,; I saw what I wanted to be
We grew up together; From the cradle to the grave; We died and were reborn; And then mysteriously saved.
I saw a highway of diamonds with nobody on it
I'm in a cowboy band
In the smoke of the twilight on a milk-white steed,; Michelangelo indeed could've carved out your features.
If I could only turn back the clock to when God and her were born
You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal.
Oh what dear daughter 'neath the sun; Would treat a father so,; To wait upon him hand and foot; And always tell him, "No"?
My children will go, As soon as they grow.; Well, there ain't nothing here now to hold them.
I'd never say; That I done it the way; That you'd have liked me to.
I hate myself for lovin' you and the weakness that it showed; You were just a painted face on a trip down Suicide Road
Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night
Well, the road is rocky and the hillside's mud; Up over my head nothing but clouds of blood
Well the desert is hot, the mountain is cursed,; Pray that I don't die of thirst,; Baby, two feet from the well.
Now all the criminals in their coats and their ties; Are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise
I'm T-boned and punctured; But I'm known to be calm
The highway is for gamblers, better use your sense.; Take what you have gathered from coincidence.
Saw you drift into infinity and come back again
Talk about perfection, I ain't never seen none
I'm going back to New York City; I do believe I've had enough
But I mean no harm nor put fault, On anyone that lives in a vault, But it's alright, Ma, if I can't please him.
Oh, but if I had the stars from the darkest night,; And the diamonds from the deepest ocean,; I'd forsake them all for your sweet kiss,; For that's all I'm wishin' to be ownin'.
Turn your back, wash your hands,; There's always someone who understands
I can tell you fancy, I can tell you plain; You give something up for everything you gain
Searching for my double, looking for; Complete evaporation to the core
Well my sense of humanity has gone down the drain
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
When my life is over, it'll be like a puff of smoke
I thought somehow that I would be spared this fate
I like the cool way you look at me,; Everything about you is bringing me; Misery.
Well I don't dare close my eyes and I don't dare wink; Maybe in the next life I'll be able to hear myself think
Can't you make any sound?
to live outside the law, you must be honest
you remind me of something that used to be; somethin' that crossed over from another century
People ask about you; I didn't tell them everything I knew
Well, I spied a girl and before she could leave,; "Let's go and play Adam and Eve."; I took her by the hand and my heart it was thumpin'; When she said, "Hey man, you crazy or sumpin',; You see what happened last time they started."
Well, it's always been my nature to take chances; My right hand drawing back while my left hand advances
I want to thank You, Lord,; I just want to thank You, Lord,; Thank You, Lord.
Well my nerves are exploding and my body's tense; I feel like the whole world got me pinned up against the fence
It's mighty funny; the end of time has just begun
Well my house is on fire, burning to the sky
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.
Some things last longer than you think they will; There are some kind of things you can never kill
Will I ever learn that there'll be no peace, that the war won't cease; Until He returns?
I got nothing left to burn
You lose yourself, you reappear
I don't need no alibi when I'm spending time with you.; I've heard all of them rumors and you have heard 'em too.
Nobody feels any pain
Have you got some unfinished business?; Is there something holding you back?; Are you thinking for yourself; Or are you following the pack?
How does it feel
But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here,; All the pigeons gonna run to him.
Here is your throat back; Thanks for the loan
I'm listening to Neil Young, I gotta turn up the sound; Someone's always yelling turn it down
Well, I wake in the morning, Fold my hands and pray for rain.; I got a head full of ideas, That are drivin' me insane.
