How can I explain?;
Oh, it's so hard to get on

And you, you took me in,;
You loved me then;
You didn't waste time.

Don't even hear a murmur of a prayer;
It's not dark yet, but it's getting there.

I can't help it if I'm lucky.

We stare straight ahead and try so hard to stay right

It ain't my cup of meat.

She got a weird sense of humor that's all her own

You say you love me;
And you're thinkin' of me,;
But you know you could be wrong.

Saw you drift into infinity and come back again

Now the moon is almost hidden;
The stars are beginning to hide;
The fortunetelling lady;
Has even taken all her things inside

Through the wild cathedral evening the rain unraveled tales

Wiggle 'til you're high, wiggle 'til you're higher,;
Wiggle 'til you vomit fire

I feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door.

She's a hypnotist collector

In the fury of the moment I can see the Master's hand;
In every leaf that trembles, in every grain of sand.

Last night I danced with a stranger;
But she just reminded me you were the one

Your temperature's too hot for taming

But the enemy I see Wears a cloak of decency

I've still got the scars that the sun didn't heal

When He rose from the dead, did they believe?

When my life is over, it'll be like a puff of smoke

I've paid the price of solitude, but at last I'm out of debt.

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?

Man's ego is inflated, his laws are outdated, they don't apply no more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.

I saw a highway of diamonds with nobody on it

Now, when I was just a bawlin' child,;
I saw what I wanted to be

Guess it's too late to say the things to you;
That you needed to hear me say.

I need a steam shovel mama to keep away the dead

And, when I was through;
I filled up my shoe;
And brought it to you.

Well, anybody can be just like me, obviously;
But then, now again, not too many can be like you, fortunately.

Look into infinity, all you see is trouble.

Once I had mountains in the palm of my hand,;
And rivers that ran through ev'ry day.

You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely

Can't you hear that motor turnin'?;
Automobile comin' into style

Everybody's doin' something,;
I heard it in a dream,;
But when there's too much of nothing,;
It just makes a fella mean.

I said, "You know they refused Jesus, too";
He said, "You're not Him"

Twenty years of schoolin' and they put you on the day shift

I looked at my watch;
I looked at my wrist;
I punched myself in the face with my fist

Don't have to look no further, you're the soul of many things.

As the last fire truck from hell;
Goes rolling by, all good people are praying

All the tired horses in the sun;
How'm I supposed to get any ridin' done? Hmm.

Ever since you walked right in, the circle's been complete

I have dined with kings, I've been offered wings, And I've never been too impressed.

My love for her is taking such a long time to die

There was music in the cafes at night;
And revolution in the air.

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

I've been walking through the middle of nowhere;
Trying to get to heaven before they close the door

How did I meet you? I don't know.

You could ride like Annie Oakley,;
You could shoot like Belle Starr.

Well my nerves are exploding and my body's tense;
I feel like the whole world got me pinned up against the fence

A million faces at my feet;
But all I see are dark eyes

She knows there's no success like failure;
And that failure's no success at all.

Leaving men wholly, totally free;
To do anything they wish to do but die

We're going all the way 'til the wheels fall off and burn

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

When he died I was hopin' that it wasn't contagious

I still got my voice left, I can take it anywhere I go

Democracy don't rule the world,;
You'd better get that in your head.;
This world is ruled by violence;
But I guess that's better left unsaid.