Oh a false clock tries to tick out my time

Don't trust me to show you love;
When my love may be only lust.

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.

You lose yourself, you reappear

I was in your presence for an hour or so;
Or was it a day? I truly don't know.

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

Don’t think twice, it’s all right

Cities on fire, phones out of order

God is in heaven;
And we all want what's his;
But power and greed and corruptible seed;
Seem to be all that there is

The sun's not yellow it's chicken

We stare straight ahead and try so hard to stay right

Mona Lisa musta had the highway blues;
You can tell by the way she smiles

At the corrida we'll sit in the shade;
And watch the young torero stand alone.;
We'll drink tequila where our grandfathers stayed;
When they rode with Villa into Torreon.

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

Well, I wake in the morning, Fold my hands and pray for rain.;
I got a head full of ideas, That are drivin' me insane.

Now, I can't go back to what was, baby,;
I can't unring the bell.

False-hearted judges dying in the webs that they spin,;
Only a matter of time 'til night comes steppin' in.

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

Yes, my guard stood hard when abstract threats;
Too noble to neglect;
Deceived me into thinking;
I had something to protect

I ain't lookin' for you to feel like me,;
See like me or be like me.

Now somebody's got to show their hand, time is an enemy

You're the one I've been looking for,;
You're the one that's got the key.;
But I can't figure out whether I'm too good for you;
Or you're too good for me.

You could make me cry if you don't know.

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

Well, there's voices in the night trying to be heard;
I'm sitting here listening to every mind polluting word

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

That long black cloud is comin' down

Will I ever learn that there'll be no peace, that the war won't cease;
Until He returns?

the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming

And every time you get this close;
It makes me want to scream

Well, the chances are against it and the odds are slim,;
That he'll live by the rules that the world makes for him

Too many thoughts get in the way in the day

don't criticize;
what you can't understand.

We sat in an empty theater and we kissed,;
I asked ya please to cross me off-a your list.

Since every pleasure's got an edge of pain;
Pay for your ticket and don't complain

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

I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.

For the loser now;
Will be later to win

All I really want to do,;
Is, baby, be friends with you.

Do you ever wonder just what God requires?;
You think He's just an errand boy to satisfy your wandering desires.

Scorpio Sphinx in a calico dress

Well, I don't have to be no doctor, babe,;
To see that you're madly in love.

Sometimes I feel so low-down and disgusted

The sky is trembling, And I must leave.

I'm walking through streets that are dead

Forget the dead you've left, they will not follow you.

Goodnight, my love, may the lord have mercy on us all.

If you're looking for assistance, babe,;
Or if you just want some company;
Or if you just want a friend you can talk to,;
Honey, come and see about me.

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

Gon' walk on down until I'm right beside the sun;
I'm gonna have to put up a barrier to keep myself away from everyone.

Well it's way past midnight and there are people all around;
Some on their way up, some on their way down

For all eternity I think I will remember;
That icy wind that's howling in your eye.

Oh what dear daughter 'neath the sun;
Would treat a father so,;
To wait upon him hand and foot;
And always tell him, "No"?

Reality has always had too many heads

The world of illusion is at my door

Tell her she can look me up if she's got the time.

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

I see nothing to be gained by any explanation;
There are no words that need to be said