Some things are too hot to touch; The human mind can only stand so much
And now the heart is filled with gold; As if it was a purse.; But, oh, what kind of love is this; Which goes from bad to worse?
It's many a guard; That stands around smilin',; Holdin' his club; Like he was a king.
Now, don't crowd me, lady; Or I'll fill up your shoe
Put your body next to mine; And keep me company,; There is plenty a room for all,; So please don't elbow me.
It's too hot to sleep time is running away
the cops don't need you; and man they expect the same
I fought with my twin, that enemy within, 'til both of us fell by the way.
Either I'm too sensitive or else I'm gettin' soft.
Now the rainman gave me two cures,; Then he said, "Jump right in."; The one was Texas medicine,; The other was just railroad gin.
she's true, like ice, like fire
Have you got some unfinished business?; Is there something holding you back?; Are you thinking for yourself; Or are you following the pack?
The man in me will hide sometimes to keep from bein' seen,; But that's just because he doesn't want to turn into some machine.
One more cup of coffee 'fore I go; To the valley below
You lose yourself, you reappear
Run your fingers down my spine; Bring me a touch of bliss
Through the wild cathedral evening the rain unraveled tales
I see you kiss her on the cheek ev'rytime she gives a speech
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 just can't fit; Yes, I believe it's time for us to quit
I hate myself for lovin' you and the weakness that it showed; You were just a painted face on a trip down Suicide Road
Now the moon is almost hidden; The stars are beginning to hide; The fortunetelling lady; Has even taken all her things inside
I wouldn't be ashamed to be seen with you anywhere.
I'm in the streets; With the tombstone blues
Well my house is on fire, burning to the sky
Heard the sound of a clown who cried in the alley
I'm in a cowboy band
I can change, I swear, oh, oh,; See what you can do.; I can make it through,; You can make it too.
Oh, baby, that god you been prayin' to; Is gonna give ya back what you're wishin' on someone else
When my life is over, it'll be like a puff of smoke
Radiant jewel, mystical wife.
In the day of confession; We cannot mock a soul.; Oh, when there's too much of nothing,; No one has control.
Do I need your permission to turn the other cheek?; If you can read my mind, why must I speak?
Maybe they'll get me and maybe they won't; But not tonight and it won't be here; There are things I could say but I don't; I know the mercy of God must be near
Senor, senor, let's disconnect these cables,; Overturn these tables.; This place don't make sense to me no more.
Darkness at the break of noon
May you have a strong foundation; When the winds of changes shift
You could make me cry if you don't know.
I see people who are supposed to know better standin' around like furniture.
It was then that I got up to leave; But she said, "Don't forget,; Everybody must give something back; For something they get."
What kind of sign they need when it all come from within
Roses are red, violets are blue; And time is beginning to crawl
Ain't no altars on this long and lonesome road
Every time you leave and go off someplace,; Things fall to pieces in my face
In order to deal in this game, got to make the queen disappear,; It's done with a flick of the wrist.
Here is your throat back; Thanks for the loan
There's only one step down from here, baby,; It's called the land of permanent bliss.
I know God is my shield and he won't lead me astray
When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose
Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free,; Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands,; With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves,; Let me forget about today until tomorrow.
I looked at my watch; I looked at my wrist; I punched myself in the face with my fist
Gonna sleep down in the parlor; And relive my dreams
Handy dandy, he got a basket of flowers and a bag full or sorrow
You don't need a weather man; To know which way the wind blows
I want to thank You, Lord,; I just want to thank You, Lord,; Thank You, Lord.
My so-called friends have fallen under a spell.; They look me squarely in the eye and they say, "All is well."; Can they imagine the darkness that will fall from on high; When men will beg God to kill them and they won't be able to die?
Man's ego is inflated, his laws are outdated, they don't apply no more
