There ain't no mystery here. We just try to get by. No use in having a plan. They'll only cut up you sky. You can't open their eyes. Once you give in to the lie.
The imaginary line that we don't dare cross. That innocent side that might be lost. That dangerous beast that lies inside. That public cry, that never knowing.
He slips into the room with the broken mirrors. Trying to make the voices in his head disappear. He crashes to the floor, his head in his hands. Trying to recover from his mother's demands.
I've been dragged through the mud. Told I ain't enough. Done a lot of hard livin' in a world that's sometimes cold. I been pitched and taken in. My future's looking grim.
I've been dragged through the mud. Told I ain't enough. Done a lot of hard livin' in a world that's sometimes cold. I been pitched and taken in. My future's looking grim.
I want to rescue you. Fill all the empty spaces that you're falling through. Hold you up when your skies turn gray. Stand by you no matter what they say.
Bad blood stirring in the boiling pot. Finger on the trigger of a gun. An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth. It's an old web being spun. Born from the seeds of anger and hatred.
Out on the wing of another life. Reaching to raise up before you climb. Think you've got it made, I don't know why. Sooner or later, you're gonna fly.
I clutched at the broken strings. As you let go of me. And in my darkest hour. I never thought you'd set me free. And now that you've gone beyond. You think I don't belong.
I was poor born out in tin town. I'd sing along with jerry lee records. Trying to get my moves down. I was skinny, I was big-nosed. The only thing I had on my mind.
Oh, it ain't safe, you better watch out. They're coming to get you - sickle and shroud. They'll turn you to stone and burn out your sky. They've got your number - television eyes.
I used to ride the world thinking I could do no wrong. I used to feel that I could fall and still get on. You've got a way about you girl I don't understand.
I'm sitting over here on Parchman farm.. I'm sitting over here on Parchman farm.. I'm sitting over here on Parchman farm,. Ain't never done no man no harm.
Well you got your diamonds. And you got your pretty clothes. A chauffeur drives your car. You let everybody know. Don't play with me. You're playin' with fire.
Innocence, yeah, we got no choices. We are the victims of a thousand voices. Say we're bad 'cause we do what we do. They don't know the way I feel about you.
Smoke another cigarette, watch the rain. Put me on the outskirts of a mental train. What's done's been done, you can't change that. I couldn't make the window, I couldn't go back.
Is anybody really free, prisoners of. The strange society. Why is it we're forced to be products. Of the new reality. Drifting through time and space.
Get some sticks and a set of wheels. Get to where it's going on. I'll bet with strange that's just like me. I can feel like I belong. . Gettin' it straight - gettin' it set.
Like the river running through my hands, time slipping through the sands. Never thought I'd love you more than everyone who came before. . [chorus]. So when the world starts to cut me in two.
Threw my coins out on the wind. Crossed my fingers and tried again. Straight ahead, a collision course. I can't control it anymore. Fate is but a rendezvous.