Expecting Rain

all I would like you to do is tell me that it isn't true

I can’t tell my heart that you’re no good

baby please stop cryin'

Now ain't the time

So what'll you do now, my blue-eyed son?

I'm gonna spare the defeated-I'm gonna speak to the crowd

they killed ‘em all off and they sent ‘em to hell
ding dong daddy you’re coming up short

Gonna raise me an army, some tough sons of bitches, i'll recruit my army from the orphanages !

I can dress up your wounds
with a blood-clotted rag
I aint afraid to make love
to a bitch or a hag
if you see me comin'
and you're standing there
wave your handkerchief
in the air
I ain't dead yet
my bell still rings
I keep my fingers crossed
like them early roman kings





( Can't believe how great that song is )

time will tell

The false clock tries to tick out time

if your time to you is worth savin'

Nothing was

Nothing is better, nothing is best
Take care of yourself and get plenty of rest

and rest yourself 'neath the strength of strings

for playing the electric violin

just like a woman

looking just like a ghost

People don't live or die, people just float.

how would you know and what does it matter anyway

It doesn't matter inside the Gates of Eden.

Nothing really matters much - it's doom alone that counts

You broke a heart that loved you..

But don’t think twice, it’s all right

I'm not the judge , you don't have to be nice to me. I don't know what alright even means!