I've seen God in the sun, I've seen God in the street God before bed and the promise of sleep God in my dreams and the free ride of grace But it all disappears
A widow's life is no life at all Look said the ghost, "There in the hall Her big brown eyes and northern beer Pulled her through her living years" Won
Well, the streets are all crowded Lots of people around And there's music playing But I can't hear a sound Just the sound of the rain Falling silently
I guess I'll never grow a sideburn it's a shame with all I got to go between I hope somebody's cause takes soon it's getting hard to find a place a root
Well, here comes the daylight Here comes the dirty sun Another sleepless night Just to find my way home You left me for dazed I'm amazed that I'm still
When you look in my eyes You know that I'm gonna lie But you look in my eyes For the ghost of love that died And when you see him you should believe
My head in the clouds just as the silver trip is bending I'm watching the dolphin and the way that it is wending don't try to come up too fast just as
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just a cold millennium in another dry age just a cold millennium in another dry age the vanishing man has madness to sow there are secrets he knows that
Oh pain, I'm doing bad I'm getting answers to some questions that I never should have asked And it's getting old, it's decomposing fact Just when I thought
At the top of Phantom Mountain I saw the turquoise, brilliant burning sea The sweat on my shoulders, the silvery haze Swords of lightning, hawks and Gulf
Ugly apparition, God's gift to oxygen The puffed up immortal son How they love him 'cause he'll become The ghost at number one How does it feel To be
So many centuries before a stigmatized child was born legends and fables are told the truth nobody knows A humble child with (a) weak mind goodness in
Walking on a cold and white December night I hear the voices from the other side Calling my name, must be that olden friend I think she has come to see
Come hear, the moon is calling The witching hour draws near Come hear the bell is tolling Mortals run in fear Prepare the altar now And hear the virgins
It's cloudy in the west It looks like rain My eyes are black holes And I'm burning away You slaughtered your loving man Killed him in his sleep And the
He don't get out much These days But I wouldn't call him Lazy He sees the dawn sneak Into the room And knows the dogs Will be up soon And we thought
Abide with me from the morning till the evening Abide with me when the night is high Be my last sight and sweet to rest Forever on your warm decaying