Seems like only yesterday I left my mind behind Down in the Gypsy Cafe With a friend of a friend of mine… She sat with a baby heavy on her k…

Your breath is sweet, Your eyes are like two jewels in t… Your back is straight, your hair i… On the pillow where you lie. But I don’t sense affection

The festival was over, and the boy… The cabaret was quiet except for t… The curfew had been lifted and the… Anyone with any sense had already… He was standin’ in the doorway loo…

When the rain is blowing in your f… And the whole world is on your cas… I could offer you a warm embrace To make you feel my love When the evening shadows and the s…

Come, you masters of war— You that build the big guns, You that build the death planes, You that build all the bombs, You that hide behind walls,

One time in London I’d gone out f… Past the place called a-Hyde park… ‘Bout all kinds of different gods–… To anyone passing by, ’n’ that’s w… There was someone on the platform…

Come gather ’round people Wherever you roam And admit that the waters Around you have grown And accept it that soon

Buckets of rain Buckets of tears Got all them buckets comin’ out of… Buckets of moonbeams in my hand I got all the love, honey baby

If today was not a crooked highway… If tonight was not a crooked trail… If tomorrow wasn’t such a long tim… Then lonesome would mean nothing t… Yes, 'n’ only if my own true love…

Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big… Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big… Whatever colors you have in your m… I’ll show them to you and you’ll s… Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big…

Most of the time I’m clear focused all around, Most of the time I can keep both feet on the ground… I can follow the path, I can read…

Oh, I’m sailin’ away my own true… I’m sailin’ away in the morning Is there something I can send you… From the place that I’ll be landi… No, there’s nothin’ you can send m…

Down the street the dogs are barki… And the day is a-gettin’ dark As the night comes in a-fallin’ The dogs’ll lose their bark An’ the silent night will shatter

Crimson flames tied through my ear… Growin’ high and mighty traps, Pounced with fire on flaming roads… Using ideas as my maps. “We’ll meet on edges, soon,” said…

If not for you Babe, I couldn’t find the door Couldn’t even see the floor I’d be sad and blue If not for you