I am hanging in the balance, of the reality of man;
like every sparrow falling, like every grain of sand

This wheel shall explode!

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

In the fury of the moment I can see the Master's hand;
In every leaf that trembles, in every grain of sand.

I'll give you more gold;
Than your apron can hold;
If you'll only let your hair hang low

Don’t think twice, it’s all right

Some things are too hot to touch;
The human mind can only stand so much

He looks so truthful, is this how he feels;
Trying to peel the moon and expose it

Now, when I was just a bawlin' child,;
I saw what I wanted to be

Those are the hills of hell-fire my love;
Where you and I will unite

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

Your cracked country lips,;
I still wish to kiss,;
As to be under the strength of your skin.

Well, I try my best;
To be just like I am,;
But everybody wants you;
To be just like them.

And, when I was through;
I filled up my shoe;
And brought it to you.

I can smile in the face of mankind.;
Don't even remember what her lips felt like on mine;
Most of the time.

Lay down your weary tune, lay down,;
Lay down the song you strum,;
And rest yourself 'neath the strength of strings;
No voice can hope to hum.

goodbye's too good a word, gal;
so I'll just say fare thee well

She got a weird sense of humor that's all her own

Well my sense of humanity has gone down the drain

Let me ask you one question;
Is your money that good

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

May you build a ladder to the stars;
And climb on every rung.

Son, this ain't a dream no more, it's the real thing.

I'm going out of my mind;
With a pain that stops and starts

Yes, I know now, traps are only set by me;
And I do not really need to be;
Assured that love is just a four-letter word

People disagreeing everywhere you look,;
Makes you wanna stop and read a book.

Run your fingers down my spine;
Bring me a touch of bliss

It's for myself and my friends my stories are sung.

But the magician is quicker and his game;
Is much thicker than blood and blacker than ink

But I will be back, I will survive,;
You'll never get rid of me as long as you're alive.