Because something is happening here; But you don't know what it is; Do you, Mister Jones?
Something there is about you that brings back a long forgotten truth
Ain't it just like the night to play tricks when you're tryin' to be so quiet?
In order to deal in this game, got to make the queen disappear,; It's done with a flick of the wrist.
There's always some new stranger sneakin' glances,; Some trigger-happy fool willin' to take chances
There was music in the cafes at night; And revolution in the air.
When my life is over, it'll be like a puff of smoke,; How long must I suffer, Lord, how long must I be provoked?; Satan will give you a little taste, then he'll move in with rapid speed,; Lord keep my blind side covered and see that I don't bleed.
Well my nerves are exploding and my body's tense; I feel like the whole world got me pinned up against the fence
Time is all I have to give
Love is so simple, to quote a phrase,; You've known it all the time, I'm learnin' it these days.
you remind me of something that used to be; somethin' that crossed over from another century
Pardon, monsieur," the desk clerk says,; Carefully removes his fez,; "Am I hearin' you right?"
Shall I hold you close?; Or Shall I let you go by?; Tell me.; Tell me.
Yes, my guard stood hard when abstract threats; Too noble to neglect; Deceived me into thinking; I had something to protect
I see people who are supposed to know better standin' around like furniture.
Precious angel, you believe me when I say; What God has given to us no man can take away.
You were trying to break into another world; A world I never knew.; I always kind of wondered; If you ever made it through.
I'm already there in my mind; And that's good enough for now
Since every pleasure's got an edge of pain; Pay for your ticket and don't complain
I am hanging in the balance, of the reality of man; like every sparrow falling, like every grain of sand
Well, I got a harmonica job, begun to play,; Blowin' my lungs out for a dollar a day.
They used to grow food in Kansas; Now they want to grow it on the moon and eat it raw.; I can see the day coming when even your home garden; Is gonna be against the law.
It's too bright a light, he said, "For anybody's eyes,; If you've never seen one it's a blessing in disguise."
Mona Lisa musta had the highway blues; You can tell by the way she smiles
I'm glad to see you're still alive, you're lookin' like a saint.
It's too hot to sleep time is running away
I'd never say; That I done it the way; That you'd have liked me to.
In the home of the brave
Jefferson turnin’ over in his grave
When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose
All the laughter is just making me sad
I'll give you more gold; Than your apron can hold; If you'll only let your hair hang low
It ain't my cup of meat.
A million faces at my feet; But all I see are dark eyes
You can make me cry; Never say goodbye
Well, I try my best; To be just like I am,; But everybody wants you; To be just like them.
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."
My children will go, As soon as they grow.; Well, there ain't nothing here now to hold them.
Inside the museums, Infinity goes up on trial
Ain't no altars on this long and lonesome road
Tell ev'rybody; Down in ol' 'Frisco; That Tiny Montgomery's comin'; Down to say Hello
He said, Are you lookin' for somethin' easy to catch?; I said, I got no money. He said, That ain't necessary.
When I'm all alone; In the great unknown,; I'll remember you.
Behind every beautiful thing there's been some kind of pain
If I had wings and I could fly,; I know where I would go.
They say ev'rything can be replaced
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
The treasure can't be found by men who search
I'm just sitting here beating on my trumpet
No knife could ever cut our love apart
Some things are too hot to touch; The human mind can only stand so much
You'd better do somethin' quick; She's your lover now.
Reality has always had too many heads
If I shut myself off so I can't hear you cry,; What good am I?
An' here I sit so patiently; Waiting to find out what price; You have to pay to get out of; Going through all these things twice.
When you think that you lost everything; You find out you can always lose a little more
I wouldn't be ashamed to be seen with you anywhere.
When you know as well as me; You'd rather see me paralyzed
There are those who worship loneliness, I'm not one of them
