Subterranean Homesick Blues

When yer head gets twisted and yer mind grows numb
When you think you're too old, too young, too smart or too dumb
When yer laggin' behind an' losin' yer pace
In a slow-motion crawl of life's busy race
No matter what yer doing if you start givin' up
If the wine don't come to the top of yer cup
If the wind's got you sideways with with one hand holdin' on
And the other starts slipping and the feeling is gone
And yer train engine fire needs a new spark to catch it
And the wood's easy findin' but yer lazy to fetch it
And yer sidewalk starts curlin' and the street gets too long
And you start walkin' backwards though you know its wrong
And lonesome comes up as down goes the day
And tomorrow's mornin' seems so far away
And you feel the reins from yer pony are slippin'
And yer rope is a-slidin' 'cause yer hands are a-drippin'
And yer sun-decked desert and evergreen valleys
Turn to broken down slums and trash-can alleys
And yer sky cries water and yer drain pipe's a-pourin'
And the lightnin's a-flashing and the thunder's a-crashin'
And the windows are rattlin' and breakin' and the roof tops a-shakin'
And yer whole world's a-slammin' and bangin'
And yer minutes of sun turn to hours of storm
And to yourself you sometimes say
And to yourself you sometimes say

"I never knew it was gonna be this way
Why didn't they tell me the day I was born"

the ageing woman

"whatever you think that your life is gonna be like
just know it's not gonna be anything like that"

It hurts to be alive and obsolete

Then it looks so real I can feel it
And it feels so real I can taste it
And it tastes so real I can hear it
And it sounds so real I can see it
So why can't I touch it?

Spectrum

When food is gone you are my daily meal, oh
When friends are gone I know my savior's love is real
Your love is real

Sometimes I feel like throwing my hands up in the air
'Cause I know I can count on you
Sometimes I feel like saying "Lord I just don't care"
But you've got the love I need to see me through


Algures na fronteira

watch me

I give you power, over me
I give you power, but now I gotta be free
I give you power, but now I say
I give you power, I can take it away

I can take it away

A message to you Rudy

Leave all the dreamers with the dead
Pray that whatever's lost is lost
Nail all your worries to the cross

Hey, little Anna, what's the move?


Amalfi

coming undone

I want real love baby
Ooh, don't leave me waiting
I've got real love maybe
Wait until you taste me
I want real love baby
There's a world inside me
Got the preacher's music


Roma