Try imagining a place where it's always safe and warm.

Those are the hill of heaven, my love;
You and I'll never know

We always did feel the same,;
We just saw it from a different point of view

When there is no more,;
You cut to the core;
Quicker than anyone I knew.

I see people who are supposed to know better standin' around like furniture.

The vagabond who's rapping at your door;
Is standing in the clothes that you once wore.

That's how it is when things disintegrate

Every brain is civilized,;
Every nerve is analyzed,;
Everything is criticized when you are in need.

Now at midnight all the agents;
And the superhuman crew;
Come out and round up everyone;
That knows more than they do

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

Don't you cry and don't you die and don't you burn

I know God is my shield and he won't lead me astray

Sometimes the devil likes to drive you from the neighborhood.;
He'll even work his ways through those whose intentions are good.

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?

How long can I stay in this nowhere café

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.

I still believe she was my twin, but I lost the ring.

I'm in the streets;
With the tombstone blues

It's many a guard;
That stands around smilin',;
Holdin' his club;
Like he was a king.

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

You cast your spell and I went under,;
I find it so difficult to leave.

Cities on fire, phones out of order

Oh, man has invented his doom, First step was touching the moon.

My feet are so tired, my brain is so wired

I see you kiss her on the cheek ev'rytime she gives a speech

The sky is erupting, I must go where it's quiet.

There's no one here, the gardener is gone

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

Truth is an arrow and the gate is narrow that it passes through

So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late.

Rock me, pretty baby, rock me 'til everything gets real;
Rock me for a little while, rock me 'til there's nothing left to feel;
And I'll rock you too

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

If you want somebody you can trust, trust yourself.

It was then that I got up to leave;
But she said, "Don't forget,;
Everybody must give something back;
For something they get."

I wish that for just one time;
You could stand inside my shoes;
You'd know what a drag it is;
To see you

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.

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

It's too bright a light, he said, "For anybody's eyes,;
If you've never seen one it's a blessing in disguise."

Praise be to Nero's Neptune;
The Titanic sails at dawn;
And everybody's shouting;
Which Side Are You On?

The drinks are ready and the dogs are going to war

she's true, like ice, like fire

Trees that've stood for a thousand years suddenly will fall.

Someday, everything is gonna be smooth like a rhapsody

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

The truth was obscure, too profound and too pure, to live it you have to explode.

Everybody is making love Or else expecting rain

Betrayed by a kiss on a cool night of bliss;
In the valley of the missing link

I finally realize there's no room for regret

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

the cops don't need you;
and man they expect the same

you remind me of something that used to be;
somethin' that crossed over from another century

Lovin' you is the one thing I'll never regret.

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

Three fellas crawlin' on their way back to work,;
Nobody stops to ask why.

What happened to the real you, you've been captured but by whom?

The party's over, and there's less and less to say

There's no one here, the gardener is gone

Scorpio Sphinx in a calico dress

I got troubles, I think maybe you got troubles,;
I think maybe we'd better leave each other alone.