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It's like going out to the desert and screaming and then having little kids throw their sandbox at you. I'm only 24.
Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free, Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands
Don't matter how much money you got, there's only two kinds of people: there's saved people and there's lost people.
Sometimes I'm thinkin' I'm Too high to fall Other times I'm thinkin' I'm So low I don't know If I can come up at all
God is in heaven, and we all want what's his. But power and greed and corruptible seed seem to be all that there is.
The truth is far from you, so you know you got to lie. Then you're all the time defending what you can never justify.
I put one on the turntable and when the needle dropped, I was stunned - didn't know whether I was stoned or straight.
My love ,she speaks like silence, without ideals or violence. She doesn't have to say she's faithful, yet she's true.
In harmony with cosmic sea, true love needs no company. It can cure the soul, it can make it whole, if dogs run free.
No reason to get excited,' the thief, he kindly spoke, There are many here among us who feel that life is but a joke.
So happy just to be alive, Underneath the sky of blue, On this new morning, new morning, On this new morning with you.
You need something to open up a new door, to show you something you seen before but overlooked a hundred times or more
I define nothing. Not beauty, not patriotism. I take each thing as it is, without prior rules about what it should be.
Done so many evil things in the name of love, it's a crying shame. I never did see no fire that could put out a flame.
Well, it's hard to stumble And land in some muddy lagoon When it's nine below zero And three o'clock in the afternoon.
To preach of peace and brotherhood, oh what might be the cost? A man he did it long ago, and they hung him on a cross.
I've always been the kind of person that doesn't like to trespass, but sometimes you just find yourself over the line.
I have tried my hand at bribery, blackmail, and deceit. And I've served time for everything, cept beggin on the street.
My guard stood hard when abstract threats, too noble to neglect, deceived me into thinking, I had something to protect.
This land is your land and this land is my land, sure, but the world is run by those that never listen to music anyway.
It was better to be in chains with friends than in a garden with strangers. [An ancient Persian proverb.] So true, huh?
The drunken politician leaps upon the street where mothers weep, and the saviors who are fast asleep, they wait for you.
You want to know about creativity? Just go out and buy that book Imagine by Jonah Lehrer. It's only $29.00 in hardcover.
I feel like falling in love with the first woman I meet, putting her in a wheel-barrow and wheeling her down the street.
If not for you, winter wouldn't hold no spring, couldn't hear a robin sing. I just wouldn't have a clue, if not for you.
You five and ten cent women with nothing in your heads, I got a real gal I'm loving and Lord I'll love her 'til I'm dead.
It will scramble your head and drag your brain about, sometimes you gotta do like Elvis did and shoot the damn thing out.
Stay free of petty jealousies, live by no man's code, and hold your judgment for yourself, lest you wind up on this road.
As he weeps to wicked birds of prey, who pick up on his bread crumb sins, and there are no sins inside the Gates of Eden.
I'm a liberal to a degree, I want everybody to be free. But if you think that I'll let Barry Goldwater move in next door.
Can't keep track of it no more, son's becoming husbands to their mothers, and old men turning your daughters into whores.
You know what they say about bein' nice to the right people on the way up Sooner or later you gonna meet them comin' down
All these people that I used to know, they're an illusion to me now. Some are mathematicians, some are carpenters' wives.
Watch waterfalls of pity roar, you feel to moan but unlike before, you discover that you'd just be one more person crying.
Peace will come With tranquility and splendor on the wheels of fire But will bring us no reward when her false idols fall.
I hate myself for loving you and the weakness that it showed. You were just a painted face on a trip down to suicide road.
The tree of life is growing where the spirit never dies, and the bright light of salvation shines in dark and empty skies.
A lot of people don't have much food on their table. But they got a lot of forks 'n knives. And they got to cut somethin'.
There is a house in New Orleans they call the Rising Sun, and it's been the ruin of many a poor boy and God I know I'm one.
Bent out of shape from society's pliers, cares not to come up any higher, but rather get you down in the hole that he's in.
Idiot wind, blowing every time you move your teeth. You're an idiot babe, it's a wonder that you still know how to breathe.
In the valley of the giants where the stars and stripes explode, the peaches they were sweet and the milk and honey flowed.
I change during the course of a day. I wake and I'm one person, and when I go to sleep I know for certain I'm somebody else.
They self-inflict punishment on their own broken lives, put their faith in their possessions, in their jobs, or their wives.
In the dime stores and bus stations, people talk of situations, read books, repeat quotations, draw conclusions on the wall.
She took off her wheel, took off her bell, took off her wig, said, how do I smell? I hot footed it barenaked out the window.
If you wanted to, it would be easy to find some crappy lyrics [of Bob Dylan] from the Eighties to undermine the Nobel Prize.
Got no religion. Tried a bunch of different religions. The churches are divided. Can't make up their minds and neither can I.
Shakespeare, he's in the alley with his pointed shoes and his bells, speaking to some French girl who says she knows me well.
Your old road is rapidly aging. Please get out of the new one If you can't lend your hand, For the times they are a-changin'.