Are you looking at me and thinking of somebody else?
And then you told me later, as I apologized; That you were just kiddin' me, you weren't really from the farm
Try imagining a place where it's always safe and warm.
Put your hand on my head, baby, do I have a temperature?
When I met you, baby,; You didn't show no visible scars.
And the dirt of gossip blows into my face,; And the dust of rumors covers me.
The sky cracked its poems in naked wonder
My conscience is beginning to bother me today.
Betrayed by a kiss on a cool night of bliss; In the valley of the missing link
goodbye's too good a word, gal; so I'll just say fare thee well
But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here,; All the pigeons gonna run to him.
It's for myself and my friends my stories are sung.
Now, a very great man once said; That some people rob you with a fountain pen.; It didn't take too long to find out; Just what he was talkin' about.
If I had wings and I could fly,; I know where I would go.
People disagreeing on all just about everything, yeah,; Makes you stop and all wonder why.
He said, Are you lookin' for somethin' easy to catch?; I said, I got no money. He said, That ain't necessary.
People are crazy and times are strange
But I will be back, I will survive,; You'll never get rid of me as long as you're alive.
I can't provide for you no easy answers,; Who are you that I should have to lie?
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
Temptation's not an easy thing
Reality has always had too many heads
There was music in the cafes at night; And revolution in the air.
Because something is happening here; But you don't know what it is; Do you, Mister Jones?
You can make me cry; Never say goodbye
And you never ask questions; When God's on your side.
I know all about poison, I know all about fiery darts,; I don't care how rough the road is, show me where it starts,; Whatever pleases You, tell it to my heart.
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'm glad to see you're still alive, you're lookin' like a saint.
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?
Pain sure brings out the best in people, doesn't it?
How long can I stay drunk on fear out in the wilderness?
I'm sick of love but I'm in the thick of it
No, no, no, it ain't me, babe
For the loser now; Will be later to win
Inside the museums, Infinity goes up on trial
The sky is erupting, I must go where it's quiet.
I'm in the streets; With the tombstone blues
as long as the world keeps a-turnin', I just keep a-turnin' too.
Don't even hear a murmur of a prayer; It's not dark yet, but it's getting there.
And every one of them words rang true; And glowed like burnin' coal; Pourin' off of every page; Like it was written in my soul from me to you
Nations are angry, cursed are some,; People are expecting a false peace to come.
How can I explain?; Oh, it's so hard to get on
Leaving men wholly, totally free; To do anything they wish to do but die
Without freedom of speech, I might be in the swamp.
Our conversation was short and sweet; It nearly swept me off-a my feet.
Well, the road is rocky and the hillside's mud; Up over my head nothing but clouds of blood
Gon' walk on down that dirt road 'til I'm right beside the sun
When the last rays of daylight go down; Buddy, you'll roll no more; I can hear the church bells ringing in the yard; I wonder who they're ringing for
take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind
Some things in life, it gets too late to learn
Praise be to Nero's Neptune; The Titanic sails at dawn; And everybody's shouting; Which Side Are You On?
When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose
It's so impossible to even learn the tune.
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 don't mind a reasonable amount of trouble
So long, New York.; Howdy, East Orange.
I don't need any reminder; To know how much I really care
Am I no longer a part of your plans or your dreams?
You think you can hide but you're never alone,; Ask Lot what he thought when his wife turned to stone.