lived a thousand years. In someone else? s shoes. I lived a thousand lives. With someone else? s blues. I talked so many nights. With voices I don? t know.
What did you learn in school today. Did you learn to run when the teachers pray. Did they teach you enough to know the state you're in. Not enough to get out, not enough to win.
All the rain came down. On a cold new town. As it carried you away. From your father's hand. That always seemed like a fist. Reaching out to make you pay.
We're at war?All the papers say. We will win?I read today. We are strong?It wasn't us. We are right?Who started this. Leave your work?I just left school.
People say I'm the life of the party. Because I tell a joke or two. Although I might be laughing loud and hearty. Deep inside I'm blue. So take a good look at my face.
They took a southern working man and chained him to a car. Claimed before the judge we didn't pull him very far. Anyway, he looked at us with murder in his glance.
They took a southern working man and chained him to a car. Claimed before the judge we didn't pull him very far. Anyway, he looked at us with murder in his glance.
I should have called you, brother. I should have been real close. You know I loved you, brother. Enough to take over your post. I guess it's always with me.
Maybe it could be a problem. Tall clouds gather over there. We know where we should be going. But I'm wondering if we really dare. Just remember your big umbrella.
We talked and smoked all through the night. You led me where I had no sight. Till birdsong broke the morning light. And I was weak with strange delight.
Gonna take a message to mother. Tell her that I'll be home soon. Let her know I'm still undercover. Hiding out behind the moon. . The selling of America.
I came from the hills with a tear in my eye. The winter closed in and the crows filled the sky. The houses were burning the flames gold and red. The people were running with eyes filled with dread.
There were you and me. Seems like twenty five years ago. This old city was different then. How were we to know. . I've got to live my life. In a simple way.
They found an alien baby in a Russian wood. A man in the delta named Johnny B. Goode. A two-headed cow and a fish that walks. A vampire lover and a monkey that talks.
Maps on the back of your hands. Point to the cross. Scratches on walls in a room. Draw out your loss. Your islands are conquered and you are returned.
What a drag it is these gold lame' jeans. Is this the coolest way to get though your teens. Well, I cut my hair weird, I read that it was in. I looked like a rooster who was drowned and raised again.
Here I stand with my own kin. At the end of everything. finally the dream has gone. I've nothing left to hang upon. I came here with all my friends. Leaving behind the wait of years.
It's 3 A.M. I'm going home. I watch the white lines pass alone. There is no moon so I just drive. I feel like the last man alive. I find a voice on the radio.
When I was young you said to me. How I would grow to find. A world of hope and wonder. That you would leave behind. So now I look around me. I see where you were wrong.
I walk through the debris of cardboard and clothes. Trying to work out where everything goes. I'm short of you and a book or ten. And I'd love to hear those Leonard Cohen songs again.