Someone else is speakin' with my mouth, but I'm listening only to my heart.
Senor, senor, let's disconnect these cables,; Overturn these tables.; This place don't make sense to me no more.
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.
Goodnight, my love, may the lord have mercy on us all.
What's lost is lost, we can't regain what went down in the flood
Without freedom of speech, I might be in the swamp.
take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind
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."
don't criticize; what you can't understand.
In your teardrops, I can see my own reflection
Train wheels runnin' through the back of my memory
it is not he or she or them or it; That you belong to.
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.
The world of illusion is at my door
as long as the world keeps a-turnin', I just keep a-turnin' too.
Put my tears in a bottle
Screw the top on tight
to live outside the law, you must be honest
the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming
Through the wild cathedral evening the rain unraveled tales
A saxophone someplace far off played
My head tells me it's time to make a change; But my heart is telling me I love ya but you're strange.
Trees that've stood for a thousand years suddenly will fall.
I got nothing left to burn
I've paid the price of solitude, but at last I'm out of debt.
We always did feel the same,; We just saw it from a different point of view
Well, the road is rocky and the hillside's mud; Up over my head nothing but clouds of blood
And then you told me later, as I apologized; That you were just kiddin' me, you weren't really from the farm
Well it's way past midnight and there are people all around; Some on their way up, some on their way down
I was burned out from exhaustion, buried in the hail,; Poisoned in the bushes an' blown out on the trail,; Hunted like a crocodile, ravaged in the corn.
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?
It's too hot to sleep time is running away
This time tomorrow I'll know you better; When my memory is not so short.
I see people who are supposed to know better standin' around like furniture.
You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you
When we meet again; Introduced as friends; Please don't let on that you knew me when; I was hungry and it was your world.
I got troubles, I think maybe you got troubles,; I think maybe we'd better leave each other alone.
The truth was obscure, too profound and too pure, to live it you have to explode.
I feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door.
In the day of confession; We cannot mock a soul.; Oh, when there's too much of nothing,; No one has control.
Twenty years of schoolin' and they put you on the day shift
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.
I'll remember you; When the wind blows through the piney wood.
Every brain is civilized,; Every nerve is analyzed,; Everything is criticized when you are in need.
For all eternity I think I will remember; That icy wind that's howling in your eye.
Precious angel, you believe me when I say; What God has given to us no man can take away.
All the truth in the world adds up to one big lie
How long can I stay drunk on fear out in the wilderness?
Since every pleasure's got an edge of pain; Pay for your ticket and don't complain
I've still got the scars that the sun didn't heal
If this is love then gimme more; And more and more and more and more.
Any day now, any day now,; I shall be released.
Put your hand on my head, baby, do I have a temperature?
Praise be to Nero's Neptune; The Titanic sails at dawn; And everybody's shouting; Which Side Are You On?
Yes, my guard stood hard when abstract threats; Too noble to neglect; Deceived me into thinking; I had something to protect
Oh, ev'ry thought that's strung a knot in my mind,; I might go insane if it couldn't be sprung.
The ghost of 'lectricity howls in the bones of her face
Guess it's too late to say the things to you; That you needed to hear me say.
Oh, jewels and binoculars hang from the head of the mule
