I can't provide for you no easy answers,; Who are you that I should have to lie?
I'll remember you; When the wind blows through the piney wood.
I'm in a cowboy band
Lovin' you is the one thing I'll never regret.
I see nothing to be gained by any explanation; There are no words that need to be said
Reality has always had too many heads
Now at midnight all the agents; And the superhuman crew; Come out and round up everyone; That knows more than they do
Go 'way from my window,; Leave at your own chosen speed.
You cast your spell and I went under,; I find it so difficult to leave.
Those are the hill of heaven, my love; You and I'll never know
You should be made; To wear earphones
Those are the hills of hell-fire my love; Where you and I will unite
you remind me of something that used to be; somethin' that crossed over from another century
I was in a whirlwind, now I'm in some better place.
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?
When he died I was hopin' that it wasn't contagious
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?
But the magician is quicker and his game; Is much thicker than blood and blacker than ink
She was with Big Jim but she was leanin' to the Jack of Hearts
There's always some new stranger sneakin' glances,; Some trigger-happy fool willin' to take chances
Don't you cry and don't you die and don't you burn
You will search, babe, At any cost.; But how long, babe, Can you search for what's not lost?
It's the last temptation; The last account; The last time you might hear the sermon on the mount,; The last radio is playing.
Give me a string bean, I'm a hungry man.
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'.
Won't you descend from the throne, from where you sit?
I got nothing left to burn
She's a hypnotist collector
I don't want to fake you out
I'll let you be in my dreams if I can be in yours
It was gravity which pulled us down and destiny which broke us apart
She said, "Be easy, baby,; There ain't nothin' worth stealin' in here."
Maybe they'll get me and maybe they won't; But not tonight and it won't be here; There are things I could say but I don't; I know the mercy of God must be near
She says, "What'll it be?"; I say, "I don't know, you got any soft boiled eggs?"
My heart's in the Highlands at the break of dawn; By the beautiful lake of the Black Swan; Big white clouds, like chariots that swing down low; Well my heart's in the Highlands; Only place left to go
The truth was obscure, too profound and too pure, to live it you have to explode.
In the home of the brave
Jefferson turnin’ over in his grave
Won't you come with me, baby?; I'll take you where you wanna go.; And if it don't work out, You'll be the first to know
I know all about poison, I know all about fiery darts,; I don't care how rough the road is, show me where it starts,; Whatever pleases You, tell it to my heart.
Soon as a man is born, you know the sparks begin to fly, He gets wise in his own eyes and he's made to believe a lie.
On the rising curve,; Where the ways of nature will test every nerve,; You won't get anything you don't deserve,; Where we were born in time.
What's a sweetheart like you doin' in a dump like this?
I'm in love with the Ugliest Girl in the World
I believe in the impossible, you know that I do
Well, there's voices in the night trying to be heard; I'm sitting here listening to every mind polluting word
Insanity is smashing up against my soul; You can say I was on anything but a roll; If I had a conscience, well I just might blow my top; What would I do with it anyway ; Maybe take it to the pawn shop
I'm just sitting here beating on my trumpet
You could make me cry if you don't know.
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 sky is trembling, And I must leave.
If you're a doctor, I need a shot of love.
Every time you leave and go off someplace,; Things fall to pieces in my face
Can't you hear that motor turnin'?; Automobile comin' into style
Does she know I still care?
When I'm all alone; In the great unknown,; I'll remember you.
One of these days and it won't be long; Going down in the valley and sing my song; I will sing it loud and sing it strong; Let the echo decide if I was right or wrong
Handy dandy, he got a basket of flowers and a bag full or sorrow
All the tired horses in the sun; How'm I supposed to get any ridin' done? Hmm.
