Everything passes,; Everything changes,; Just do what you think you should do.
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.
Cities on fire, phones out of order
Do you know where we're headin'?; Lincoln County Road or Armageddon?
I'm just sitting here beating on my trumpet
You're the other half of what I am, you're the missing piece
Sometimes I feel so low-down and disgusted
Sometimes the devil likes to drive you from the neighborhood.; He'll even work his ways through those whose intentions are good.
Now all the criminals in their coats and their ties; Are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise
I see you kiss her on the cheek ev'rytime she gives a speech
I wouldn't be ashamed to be seen with you anywhere.
She lit a burner on the stove and offered me a pipe; "I thought you'd never say hello," she said; "You look like the silent type."
I fought with my twin, that enemy within, 'til both of us fell by the way.
Ain't complaining 'bout what I got; Seen better times, but who has not?
They don't want me around; 'Cause I believe in you.
the cops don't need you; and man they expect the same
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.
You have explained every mystery.; What can I do for You?
Put your ear to the train tracks, put your ear to the ground,; You ever feel like you're never alone even when there's nobody else around?; Since the beginning of the universe man's been cursed by trouble.
I gotta go; Find out something only dead men know
We sat in an empty theater and we kissed,; I asked ya please to cross me off-a your list.
She was with Big Jim but she was leanin' to the Jack of Hearts
When there is no more,; You cut to the core; Quicker than anyone I knew.
I've gained some recognition but I lost my appetite.
he not busy being born, Is busy dying
Time is all I have to give
And the dirt of gossip blows into my face,; And the dust of rumors covers me.
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.
I don't wanna be hers, I wanna be yours.
What's a sweetheart like you doin' in a dump like this?
The angels play on their horns all day,; The whole earth in progression seems to pass by.; But does anyone hear the music they play,; Does anyone even try?
Pardon, monsieur," the desk clerk says,; Carefully removes his fez,; "Am I hearin' you right?"
Any day now, any day now,; I shall be released.
What makes the wind wanna blow tonight?
Nobody feels any pain
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
Inside the museums, Infinity goes up on trial
I see people in the park forgetting their troubles and woes; They're drinking and dancing, wearing bright colored clothes; All the young men with their young women looking so good; Well, I'd trade places with any of them ; In a minute, if I could
And every one of them words rang true; And glowed like burnin' coal; Pourin' off of every page; Like it was written in my soul from me to you
When I'm all alone; In the great unknown,; I'll remember you.
I finally realize there's no room for regret
Most of the time; I can't even be sure; If she was ever with me; Or if I was with her.
Tell ev'rybody; Down in ol' 'Frisco; That Tiny Montgomery's comin'; Down to say Hello
I just can't fit; Yes, I believe it's time for us to quit
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.
At the corrida we'll sit in the shade; And watch the young torero stand alone.; We'll drink tequila where our grandfathers stayed; When they rode with Villa into Torreon.
Louise, she's all right, she's just near; She's delicate and seems like the mirror; But she just makes it all too concise and too clear; That Johanna's not here
She's got everything she needs,; She's an artist, she don't look back
Behind every beautiful thing there's been some kind of pain
He said, Are you lookin' for somethin' easy to catch?; I said, I got no money. He said, That ain't necessary.
Man's ego is inflated, his laws are outdated, they don't apply no more
We heard the Sermon on the Mount and I knew it was too complex,; It didn't amount to anything more than what the broken glass reflects.
Lovin' you is the one thing I'll never regret.
You think you can hide but you're never alone,; Ask Lot what he thought when his wife turned to stone.
I'm already there in my mind; And that's good enough for now
He bought me with a price,; Freed me from the pit,; Full of emptiness and wrath; And the fire that burns in it.
people don’t live or die, people just float
When you know as well as me; You'd rather see me paralyzed
I can still hear the sounds of those Methodist bells; I'd taken the cure and had just gotten through
