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My head's spinning like a broken record player
Come and drop the needle, drop it down up there
Steal me from this jaded God-forsaken place
Write some new lines on my face
I need you my love to come and sing for me
A brand new revolutionary melody
I am ready now to throw away the rules
We're all beggars, tramps and fools
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I've lost the words
It ain't my way
Takes some a breath
What takes me twenty-five years to say
Baby you're my favorite rolling stone
Elvis left the building
I have never been so alone
Come on and show me how it feels
Come on and show me how it feels
Can we make it last can we make it real
Come on and show me how it feels
It's only me in this flimsy dress
I could spread this love from the east to the west
The bed is made the world's a mess
Maybe we've got it backwards
Maybe we should just care less
Come on and show me how it feels
Come on and show me how it feels
Can we make it last can we make it real
Come on and show me how it feels
I close my eyes I see your face
Every inch of your skin I begin to retrace
Let me be the voice inside your head
Listen to me whisper
We can sleep when we're dead
Come on and show me how it feels
Come on and show me how it feels
Can we make it last can we make it real
Come on and show me how it feels
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What she would like to do
Is get you out of her head
She's tried every trick
She's so sick of thinking about it
What's so special about you
You're an ache she's learned to crave
You're a blade too dull to raise
But she cuts herself
On you every night
She's just dying
To lay down the knife
What she would love to do
Is get you out of her bed
She's played it over and over and over
In her head
But she cuts herself
On you every night
She's just dying
To lay down the knife
She clings to what's familiar
She thinks a change would kill her
What she ought to do
Is put a gun to your head
For all the things you said and did
But what she will not do
Is let you go before you're gone
It's everything that's ever been wrong
But it's all she's ever known
So she cuts herself on you every night
She's just dying to lay down the knife
What she would like to do
Is get you out of her head
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Whatcha doin' with a suitcase
Tryin' to hit the ground with both feet runnin'
Aren't you trippin' on your shoelace
You're stealin' away on a sunny day
Well aren't you ashamed at all
Funny but I feel like I'm fallin'
I wanna beg you to stay
You're stealin' away on a sunny day
Why'd you love me in the first place
You were always closer than a brother
I can barely look at your face
You're stealin' away on a sunny day
Well aren't you ashamed at all
Funny but I feel like I'm fallin'
I wanna beg you to stay
You're stealin' away on a sunny day
I've said my I've said my
I've said my piece
I'm on my
I'm on my
Down on my knees
Whatcha doin' with a suitcase
Whatcha doin' with a suitcase
You're stealin' away on a sunny day
Well aren't you ashamed at all
Funny but I feel like I'm fallin'
I wanna beg you to stay
You're stealin' away on a sunny day
Whatcha doin' with a suitcase
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The moon blind-sided the sky again
As we grabbed loose ends of the tide and then
The slippery slide
You know I can't say when
I ever took a ride that could slap me this silly
With roiling joy
Lazy as sin
Lyin' up in heaven with my special friend
And the space he's in
It can make a girl grin
In the beginning of a lifelong fling
I wrote down a dream
I folded the note
Slipped in the pocket of my tattered coat
I wrote down a dream
In invisible ink
It never was mine I'm beginning to think
I wrote down a dream
What more could I do
I drew myself a picture and the picture was you
I wrote myself a riddle
I said what I wouldn't do
To give something good to a love like you
The moon blind-sided the sky again
As we grabbed loose ends of the tide and then
The slippery slide
You know I can't say when
I ever took a ride that could slap me this silly
With roiling joy
Lazy as sin
Lyin' up in heaven with my special friend
And the space he's in
It can make a girl sing
In the beginning of a lifelong fling
I wrote down a dream
I folded the note
Passed it to you we stepped in our boat
Sailed 'round the world
We were hoping to find
More than the sum of all we left behind
I wrote down a dream
But what was it now
And why does it all feel so distant somehow
Did I take too long
Did I get it wrong
You're still the missing line in my favorite song
The moon blind-sided the sky again
As we grabbed loose ends of the tide and then
The slippery slide
You know I can't say when
I ever took a ride that could slap me this silly
With roiling joy
Lazy as sin
Lyin' up in heaven with my special friend
And the space he's in
It can make a girl sing, sing yeah
Ain't no sunshine when you're gone
Ain't no sunshine when you're gone
Ain't no sunshine when you're gone
And he's always gone too long
Anytime he goes away.
Wonder this time where he's gone
Wonder if he's gone to stay
Ain't no sunshine when he's gone
And this house just ain't no home
Anytime he goes away.
Ain't no sunshine when you're gone
And he's always gone too long
Anytime he goes away.
Wonder this time where he's gone
Wonder if he's gone to stay
Ain't no sunshine when he's gone
And he's always gone too long
Anytime he goes away.
Ain't no sunshine when he's gone
And he's always gone too long
Anytime he goes away.
Ain't no sunshine when he's gone
And he's always gone too long
Anytime he goes away.
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Hello Ohio
The back roads
I know Ohio
Like the back of my hand
Alone Ohio
Where the river bends
And it's strange to see your story end
In my life I've seen a thousand dreams
Through the threshers all torn to pieces
And the land lay bare
Someone turned a profit there
And a good son lost his life in a strip pit
Hello Ohio
The back roads
I know Ohio
Like the back of my hand
Alone Ohio
Where the river bends
And it's strange to see your story end
When the sun went down we would all leave town
And light our fires in Egypt Bottom
And the reservoir was just as good for Joni
'Cause we knew we would
Dream out loud in the night air
Holly said, Don't go inside the children's home
Mary said, Don't leave your man alone
Valerie was singin' to the radio
Ohio
It was summertime in '83
We were burnin' out at the rubber tree
Wonderin' what in the world
Would make all this worthwhile
And if I knew then I was older then
Would I see regret to the last mile
Hello Ohio
The back roads
I know Ohio
Like the back of my hand
Alone Ohio
Where the river bends
And it's strange to see your story end
How I hate to see your story end
It's so sad to see your story end
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Slow down. Hold still.
It's not as if it's a matter of will.
Someone's circling. Someone's moving
a little lower than the angels.
And it's got nothing to do with me.
The wind blows through the trees,
but if I look for it, it won't come.
I tense up. My mind goes numb.
There's nothing harder than learning how to receive.
Calm down. Be still.
We've got plenty of time to kill.
No hand writing on the wall:
just the voice that's in us all.
And you're whispering to me,
time to get up off my hands and knees,
'cause if I beg for it, it won't come.
I find nothing but table crumbs.
My hands are empty. God I've been naive.
All I need is everything.
Inside, outside, feel new skin.
All I need is everything.
Feel the slip and the grip of grace again.
Slow down. Hold still.
It's not as if it's a matter of will.
Someone's circling. Someone's moving
a little lower than the angels.
This voice calling me to you:
it's just barely coming through.
Still, I clearly hear my name.
I've been fingering the flame
like tomorrow's martyr.
It gets harder to believe.
All I need is everything.
Inside, outside, feel new skin.
All I need is everything.
Feel the slip and the grip of grace again.
So from now till kingdom come,
taste the words on the tip of my tongue.
'Cause we can't run truth out of town,
only force it underground.
The roots grow deeper
in ways we can't conceive.
All I need is everything.
Inside, outside feel new skin.
All I need is everything.
Feel the slip and the grip of grace again.
All I need is all I need.
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If this should end tomorrow
All our best laid plans
And all our typical fears
Am I running out of lifetimes
This is not the first time
Something ends in just tears
But tomorrow I can't imagine
How am I supposed to know
What's yet to go down
Is there only one religion
The kind that whispers
When nobody comes around
The world can wait
The world can wait
I want to drink the water from your well
I want to tell you things I'll never tell
The world can wait
The world can wait
I'm wide awake
And the world can wait
I want to feel and then some
I have five senses
I need thousands more at least
Every day a page of paper
Every night a photograph
A moveable feast
So fade to black and white now
Roll the movie of my life
Inside of my head
'Cause like all true believers
I am truly skeptical
Of all that I have said
The world can wait
The world can wait
I want to drink the water from your well
I want to tell you things I'll never tell
The world can wait
The world can wait
I'm wide awake
And the world can wait
Haven't I said enough
Haven't I said far too much
Haven't I done enough
Haven't I done far too much
Far too much
The world can wait
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it makes a difference
when you walk through a room
with that worrisome smile
road weary perfume
but this isn't the place
and it isn't the time
for this beautiful delusion
that is robbing me blind
i want to know
i want to know
will it make a difference
when i go
it makes a difference
that i'm feeling this way
with plenty to think about
and so little to say
except for this confession
that is poised on my lips
i'm not letting go of God
I'm just losing my grip
i want to know
i want to know
will it keep you guessing
when i go
what is a love
if the love's not my own
this is not my home
this is lonely
but never alone
i just want to hold you
in my gaze for awhile
so i can remember
every line around your smile
then i want to know
i want to know
will it make a difference
when I go
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You're makin' a mess
Somethin' I can't fix
This time you're on your own
I'd make it alright
But I wouldn't get it right
I'm leavin' it alone
For cryin' outloud
Cryin' outloud
Cryin' out
You're cryin' out
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
You're makin' a mess
Is that what you do best?
Is madness just a hand-me-down?
It's anyone's guess
But I must confess
The performance isn't that profound
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
I'm waiting for the end
Waiting to begin again
You're makin' a mess
Somethin' you can't hide
A slow suicide
Just one bite at a time
I should love you less
But I can't I guess
Only God can save us now
Cryin' out
Cryin' out
Cryin' out
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
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He woke
He knew that he was dying
He spoke
And found that he was flying
Upstairs
High above the city
Through the ceiling of the stars
So cruel and pretty
Arms spread across the dark river
The night air causing him to shiver
Like the fluorescent lights in the Seven Eleven
Meet me in the backstreets of heaven
I don't wanna kiss you goodbye
I don't wanna kiss you goodbye
Hello, hello, hello, how the time flies
I don't wanna kiss you goodbye
He woke
He knew that he was dying
He spoke
And found that he was flying
Upstairs
High above the city
Through the ceiling of the stars
So cruel and pretty
Electric lines and wispy jet contrails
Ships at sea and B&O train rails
A tunnel of light like the Seven Eleven
Meet me in the backstreets of heaven
I don't wanna kiss you goodbye, no
I don't wanna kiss you goodbye
Hello, hello, hello, how the time flies
I don't wanna kiss you goodbye
Upstairs
Meet me in the backstreets of heaven
Meet me in the backstreets of heaven
Meet me in the backstreets of heaven
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Changes come
Turn my world around
Changes come
Turn my world around
I have my father's hand
I have my mother's tongue
I look for redemption in everyone
I wanna wear your ring
I have a song to sing
It ain't over babe
In fact it's just begun
Changes come
Turn my world around
Changes come
Bring the whole thing down
I wanna have our baby
Somedays I think that maybe
This ol' world's too fucked up
For any firstborn son
There is all this untouched beauty
The light the dark both running through me
Is there still redemption for anyone
Changes come
Turn my world around
Changes come
Bring the whole thing down
Jesus come
Turn the world around
Jesus come
Lay my burden down
Jesus come
Turn this world around
Jesus come
Bring the whole thing down
Jesus come
Turn this world around
Jesus come
Bring the whole thing down
Bring the whole thing down
Bring the whole thing down
Bring it down
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