Music of a southern day and the nectar of brass. Spilling into Congo Square where the queens used to pass. There lies no greater place for one left to drift.
Whittled me down 'til I was kindling for the fire. 'cause I might've found out for myself in a while. . Round and round it goes. Soon it comes to blows.
A storm it was blowin' in. Twister was about to spin my way. Her kitchen door was swingin' wide. As if to say come on inside to stay. . Come to Mama, babe.
Well it may be hard to swallow. It may come as some surprise. I ain't askin' for apologies. I done tried them on for size. . Lay your head back on the pillow.
Lord almighty I feel my temperature rising. Higher and higher must be a hundred and nine. It's hard to breath and my chest is a heaving. But I feel good now but I feel fine yeah.
Soon we'll count the rings inside all one by one. Wondering if I could point to the place. Where we first slept 'neath it's branches. Oh oh. . Leaves once rose like an ocean we swam when we were boys.
There was a light blue as a welders torch. It used to shine over the fields. And all the wise men, strong men were drawn for miles. Followed a star to Bethlehem Steel.
Maybe the rain's holding off. Surely it knows we're down here. Walking 'round barefoot lost. Pretty soon these clouds got to clear. . I know it's a lot.
You call me from your armchair with no will to be there. The weight of your armored suit so immense. Caught up in the turnstiles even talk becomes battle.
Mark: We ... we have a new album out, it was released the fifteenth. It's called Closer To Home. We'd like to do one ... we'd like to do one from the album. Ah ..., but before we do, I feel that ah ..., I have to tell you something because I know that if you were in my place that you would do it for me..
I put an APB on you tonight, searchlights citywide. I flash your face upon the news at nine. I put the heat on high, whatever I gotta do to find you. Won't let fair-weather friends step in to hold you back or blind you.
I hear you America snoring. I hear you America snoring. . Did ya see it on TV. Or in your own backyard?. Gate's L.A.P.D.. And they called The National Guard.
I see a pear falling down from the tree. Winter is coming and it's plain to see. I spend the cold nights in my lonely room. Is it the winter to which I am doomed?.
I could lay down on green Swedish moss. Wherever my bed roll could be tossed. I could find sleep in the back of a cab. . I'm all that I have. . I've got a girl, a waiting for me.
I don't know why. Feel quite like a natural guy. But ever since I was a baby. People calling me crazy. You know I ain't crazy. . For, I, oh, I. I got my finger in the pie.
Daisies in the chain. Woven in your hair that falls into a braid. Woven' round the statue's toes in the gardens you made. . Bells that sing and chime.
Out on the road for forty days. Last night in Little Rock put me in a haze. Sweet, sweet Connie, doin' her act. She had the whole show and that's a natural fact.
Walk like a man. And talk like a man. Walk like a man, baby. You can call me your man. . A little girl asked me what am I gonna do. When I get old and blue and worn clear through.
She's a real upsetter. Least she's tryin' to all of the time, yeah. You know I just won't let her. Break this heart of mine. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, ya-yeah.
If you can't feel it, keep on tryin'. 'Cause that's the way it's got to be, yeah, yeah, yeah. It's comin' down and I ain't buyin'. It's gonna' take a long time to catch up with me.