Have I surrendered to the will of God;
Or am I still acting like the boss?

Louise, she's all right, she's just near;
She's delicate and seems like the mirror;
But she just makes it all too concise and too clear;
That Johanna's not here

Ain't no reason to go anywhere.

I was just too stubborn to ever be governed by enforced insanity

Well, I got a harmonica job, begun to play,;
Blowin' my lungs out for a dollar a day.

When destruction cometh swiftly;
And there's no time to say a fare-thee-well,;
Have you decided whether you want to be;
In heaven or in hell?

The birds are flyin' low babe, honey I feel so exposed

I gotta go;
Find out something only dead men know

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

With haunted hearts through the heat and cold We never thought we could ever get old

If you want somebody you can trust, trust yourself.

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?

They don't want me around;
'Cause I believe in you.

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

Did I miss the mark or;
Over-step the line;
That only you could see?

You have explained every mystery.;
What can I do for You?

Well, I asked for something to eat;
I'm hungry as a hog;
So I get brown rice, seaweed;
And a dirty hot dog

Idiot wind, blowing through the buttons of our coats,;
Blowing through the letters that we wrote.

When they came for Him in the garden, did they know?

I got nothing left to burn

I can still hear the sounds of those Methodist bells;
I'd taken the cure and had just gotten through

On the rising curve,;
Where the ways of nature will test every nerve,;
You won't get anything you don't deserve,;
Where we were born in time.

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

We stare straight ahead and try so hard to stay right

Everything passes,;
Everything changes,;
Just do what you think you should do.

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

Don’t think twice, it’s all right

he not busy being born, Is busy dying

Something there is about you that brings back a long forgotten truth

Cities on fire, phones out of order