Oh a false clock tries to tick out my time

I still can remember the way that you smiled

What kind of sign they need when it all come from within

You know, the streets are filled with vipers;
Who've lost all ray of hope,;
You know, it ain't even safe no more;
In the palace of the Pope.

There's some people that;
You don't forget,;
Even though you've only seen'm;
One time or two.

Handy dandy, he got a basket of flowers and a bag full or sorrow

And then you told me later, as I apologized;
That you were just kiddin' me, you weren't really from the farm

If this is love then gimme more;
And more and more and more and more.

I want to thank You, Lord,;
I just want to thank You, Lord,;
Thank You, Lord.

The treasure can't be found by men who search

Sundown, yellow moon, I replay the past;
I know every scene by heart, they all went by so fast

I was all right 'til I fell in love with you

I'll see you later when I'm not so out of my head,;
Maybe next time I'll let the dead bury the dead.

Well, you're on your own, you always were,;
In a land of wolves and thieves.

And I'll tell it and think it and speak it and breathe it

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

I believe in the impossible, you know that I do

Someone else is speakin' with my mouth, but I'm listening only to my heart.

While my conscience explodes;
The harmonicas play the skeleton keys and the rain

Don't the moon look good, mama, Shinin' through the trees?

When you know as well as me;
You'd rather see me paralyzed

We grew up together;
From the cradle to the grave;
We died and were reborn;
And then mysteriously saved.

There's no one here, the gardener is gone

Your mind is your temple, keep it beautiful and free,;
Don't let an egg get laid in it by something you can't see.

I'm in a cowboy band

Go 'way from my window,;
Leave at your own chosen speed.

I been to Sugar Town, I shook the sugar down

With haunted hearts through the heat and cold We never thought we could ever get old

Just do your thing, you'll be king;
If dogs run free.

It's all been designed, he said, "To make you lose your mind,;
And when you go back to find it, there's nothing there to find."

Won't you dance with me?;
I'm fallin' in love with you.

So take heed, take heed of the western wind

Time is an ocean but it ends at the shore;
You may not see me tomorrow.

I could say that I'd be faithful, I could say it in one sweet, easy breath;
But to you that would be cruelty and to me it surely would be death.

The highway is for gamblers, better use your sense.;
Take what you have gathered from coincidence.

Nobody feels any pain

The sun's not yellow it's chicken

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

The night is pitch black, come an' make my;
Pale face fit into place, ah, please!

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.

Never could learn to drink that blood;
And call it wine

The country music station plays soft;
but there's nothing, really nothing, to turn off

I seen the kingdoms of the world and it's makin' me feel afraid.

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

I'm in love with a woman who don't even appeal to me

Reality has always had too many heads

Well, it's always been my nature to take chances;
My right hand drawing back while my left hand advances

I'm just sitting here beating on my trumpet

The night passed away so quickly;
It always does when you're with me.

he not busy being born, Is busy dying

Precious angel, you believe me when I say;
What God has given to us no man can take away.

That's how it is when things disintegrate

In the smoke of the twilight on a milk-white steed,;
Michelangelo indeed could've carved out your features.

Talk about perfection, I ain't never seen none

I look into the eyes of my merciful friend And then I ask myself, is this the end? Memories linger, sad yet sweet And I think of the souls in heaven who will meet

to live outside the law, you must be honest

Too many thoughts get in the way in the day

your pleasure knows no limits

Ain't it just like the night to play tricks when you're tryin' to be so quiet?