Well I could be a boy Without hair in the country Relaxed and wild Running down by the creek Catching those crayfish And being kinda frightened But mostly just in awe Of them mighty crab claws (now I'm glad I do) I've wasted (the way that we're leaving the way that we go) All my free time (our lives are better left to chance) And I've...Learn More

There'll be blood shed by the time you leave the office I'm listenin' to that "Old Devil Moon" And the day outside is slowly flyin' by me Let us lie in our bed once again Get flat on that And I hope they take care of you Better here on Earth than it is in Heaven "By the Time I Get to Phoenix" is softly playing in the produce There's a crowd...Learn More

I saw a picture of a man on the street He has an afro and a jumpsuit with pleats Black and white He was proud, took the time to look Your shape and me in the foreground Forever Black and white Forever Under his belt wide lapels in a small pattern And the belt that was loose and leathery The street, the light, the you What was moving you Black...Learn More

If it's the last thing we do together Let's fall in love God, it's getting hard to tell Even if you tell it well The difference in... Think I'm better off following you, dear Nothing is perfect 'round here If it's the last thing we do together Let's fall in love Bring back my you...Learn More

(Are you listening? Yeah!) I've reached around enough to find it And I try to stay connected Like somebody's mother you sang the blues Like somebody's mother you sang The blues Like somebody's mother you sang the blues Like somebody's mother you sang The blues We can't hide it anymore Like something's gone bad Floating in a bowl It's been going...Learn More

When things blink just right Like they're blinking here tonight From the corner of my eye They came, to be Tell your trouble to Someone stuck here just like you Sucking in the smoke Like it's going out of style And I'll listen To what you've got to say You said it any way to me And you'll listen Something special is at work It's really not a...Learn More

It's so hot, the air has second thoughts Won’t last a winter's memory The smell of gas and fresh-cut grass Won't last beyond us at all It took till death to tell your story Nothing was wasted on us all If sunlight were our best disinfectant And our years will burn with night’s fall A civil war veteran picks a lily And listens to Pablo Casals A...Learn More