Gon' walk on down until I'm right beside the sun; I'm gonna have to put up a barrier to keep myself away from everyone.
All he believes are his eyes, And his eyes, they just tell him lies
Twenty years of schoolin' and they put you on the day shift
Man's ego is inflated, his laws are outdated, they don't apply no more
Some things last longer than you think they will; There are some kind of things you can never kill
It was then that I got up to leave; But she said, "Don't forget,; Everybody must give something back; For something they get."
They got him on conspiracy, they were never sure who with.
Oh my name it is nothin'; My age it means less
Well, I'm livin' in a foreign country but I'm bound to cross the line,; Beauty walks a razor's edge, someday I'll make it mine.
people don’t live or die, people just float
Go 'way from my window,; Leave at your own chosen speed.
I looked at my watch; I looked at my wrist; I punched myself in the face with my fist
We always did feel the same,; We just saw it from a different point of view
Because something is happening here; But you don't know what it is; Do you, Mister Jones?
They say ev'rything can be replaced
I've been hit too hard, I've seen too much; Nothing can heal me now, but your touch
How long can I stay drunk on fear out in the wilderness?
And every time you get this close; It makes me want to scream
Betrayed by a kiss on a cool night of bliss; In the valley of the missing link
We're both just one too many mornings; An' a thousand miles behind.
Behind every beautiful thing there's been some kind of pain
You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely
No time to suffer or blink; And no time to think
Most of the time; I can't even be sure; If she was ever with me; Or if I was with her.
If I shut myself off so I can't hear you cry,; What good am I?
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.
Your magnetic movements; Still capture the minutes I'm in.
There was music in the cafes at night; And revolution in the air.
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle like a bowl of soup
I see nothing to be gained by any explanation; There are no words that need to be said
I know it looks like I'm moving, but I'm standing still
I feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door.
Since every pleasure's got an edge of pain; Pay for your ticket and don't complain
The treasure can't be found by men who search
With haunted hearts through the heat and cold
We never thought we could ever get old
I'll let you be in my dreams if I can be in yours
Something there is about you that brings back a long forgotten truth
Well, You've done it all and there's no more anyone can pretend to do.; What can I do for You?
A saxophone someplace far off played
Well my house is on fire, burning to the sky
You could make me cry if you don't know.
Time is an ocean but it ends at the shore; You may not see me tomorrow.
Don't even hear a murmur of a prayer; It's not dark yet, but it's getting there.
the cops don't need you; and man they expect the same
Through the wild cathedral evening the rain unraveled tales
All I feel is heat and flame and all I see are dark eyes.
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
But nothing really matters much, it's doom alone that counts
Oh what dear daughter 'neath the sun; Would treat a father so,; To wait upon him hand and foot; And always tell him, "No"?
Sometimes I wonder what it's gonna take; To find dignity
Lay down your weary tune, lay down,; Lay down the song you strum,; And rest yourself 'neath the strength of strings; No voice can hope to hum.
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane?
Then she says, "I know you're an artist, draw a picture of me!"; I say, "I would if I could, but, ; I don't do sketches from memory."
May you always know the truth; And see the lights surrounding you.
Well, I don't have to be no doctor, babe,; To see that you're madly in love.
'Twas then that I knew what he had on his mind.
But is your heart made out of stone, or is it lime; Or is it just solid rock?
It's the ways of the flesh to war against the spirit; Twenty-four hours a day you can feel it and you can hear it; Using all the devices under the sun.
