Time will take its toll if you play its roll. Answer to the infernal gods and they shall preserve your soul. Can you hear their screams? Can you
Stealing a moment from Mr. Time He rocks in his chair like a shiny dime But it's all for show, all for show. Wearing your name and a number or two When
: Well, it's 3AM again, like it always seems to be Driving northbound, driving homeward, driving wind is driving me. It just seems so funny how I always
: Pictures watch from the sidewalk past poems go flying in the tracks all we ever got left is a pile of things I visit you with nothing burning hidden
: Summer days were just a magazine, a magazine a magazine... Cutting grass for gasoline, for gasoline So I can see ya soon... Fall swooned Left me
: How the lights will change Coming back into the city Driving homeward slow Shimmer like you do to me We laugh at all those changing trees Autumn
: You were a phonograph, I was a kid I sat with an ear close, just listening I was there when the rain tapped her way down you face You were a miracle
: This house She's holding secrets I got my change behind the bed In a coffee can, I throw my nickels in Just in case I have to leave And I will go
: All the tables nice and clean Evelyn's asleep On the graveyard shift again Selling gasoline And there's kids smoking on south first See high-school
: New York now was nothing but an ice-capade a cigarette, a fire-escape and we walked this line, with dust in our pockets for the Bedford Station line
: I woke you up with poetry and stones The ragged and the bones Strewn around the room I recall another hazy may Take a round in the ring Gone hungry
: last night I dreamed I was brooklyn on my own last night I dreamed I was brooklyn on my own lord I couldn?t see the shadows all in me, I dreamed I
: I've seen boxes Fills up all the things I never told you Still growing And I try though I try though the talking never seems to do it I miss the
: I lit a thin green candle to make you jealous of me the room filled up with mosquitoes they heard that my body was free and I took the dust of a long
: Where were you when I was still kind Just a water treader Waiting on the line Just a dry gin drinker Master and a hound Turned a circus swinger Look
: train station, I know you all too well tainted in salutation and I?m going back where I belong with the salt and the sea and the stones save them all