The night is pitch black, come an' make my; Pale face fit into place, ah, please!
Forget the dead you've left, they will not follow you.
I fought with my twin, that enemy within, 'til both of us fell by the way.
My heart's in the Highlands at the break of dawn; By the beautiful lake of the Black Swan; Big white clouds, like chariots that swing down low; Well my heart's in the Highlands; Only place left to go
I believe in the impossible, you know that I do
When they came for Him in the garden, did they know?
Whatever you wanted; Slipped out of my mind
I have dined with kings, I've been offered wings, And I've never been too impressed.
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."
I'm goin' down to Tennessee,; Get me a truck 'r somethin'.; Gonna save my money and rip it up!
My love for her is taking such a long time to die
They got him on conspiracy, they were never sure who with.
'Twas then that I knew what he had on his mind.
I've still got the scars that the sun didn't heal
So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late.
I seen the kingdoms of the world and it's makin' me feel afraid.
I got troubles, I think maybe you got troubles,; I think maybe we'd better leave each other alone.
Handy dandy, he got a basket of flowers and a bag full or sorrow
For all eternity I think I will remember; That icy wind that's howling in your eye.
The night passed away so quickly; It always does when you're with me.
Give me a string bean, I'm a hungry man.
It's too bright a light, he said, "For anybody's eyes,; If you've never seen one it's a blessing in disguise."
You don't want a love that's pure; You wanna drown love; You want a watered-down love
Cities on fire, phones out of order
Lost time is not found again
Not one more night, not one more kiss,; Not this time baby, no more of this,; Takes too much skill, takes too much will,; It's revealing.
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."
I got nothing left to burn
Last night I danced with a stranger; But she just reminded me you were the one
Time passes slowly when you're searchin' for love.
People carry roses
Make promises by the hours
My love she laughs like the flowers
Valentines can't buy her
And I can't let go, won't let go, and I can't let go no more.
If God's on our side; He'll stop the next war.
There was music in the cafes at night; And revolution in the air.
I don't need any reminder; To know how much I really care
Your magnetic movements; Still capture the minutes I'm in.
There's no one here, the gardener is gone
I ain't sayin' you treated me unkind; You could have done better but I don't mind; You just kinda wasted my precious time
I must admit I felt a little uneasy; When she bent down to tie the laces of my shoe
For I know that you know that I know that you know; Something is tearing up your mind.
The sky cracked its poems in naked wonder
With haunted hearts through the heat and cold
We never thought we could ever get old
The birds are flyin' low babe, honey I feel so exposed
I got a poison headache,; But I feel all right
She knows where I'd like to be; But it doesn't matter.
And if my thought-dreams could be seen, They'd probably put my head in a guillotine
I've gained some recognition but I lost my appetite.
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.
And then you told me later, as I apologized; That you were just kiddin' me, you weren't really from the farm
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.
Well my nerves are exploding and my body's tense; I feel like the whole world got me pinned up against the fence
While my conscience explodes; The harmonicas play the skeleton keys and the rain
Well, there's voices in the night trying to be heard; I'm sitting here listening to every mind polluting word
I'll remember you; At the end of the trail,; I had so much left to do,; I had so little time to fail.
if there's an original thought out there, I could use it right now
Don't the moon look good, mama, Shinin' through the trees?
I was in a whirlwind, now I'm in some better place.
Because something is happening here; But you don't know what it is; Do you, Mister Jones?
They'll stone ya when you're at the breakfast table.
