and smoking christmas trees And honey, it ain't mystery Why you're a mystery to me We will eat out of their pantries And their parlours Ashy leaving in their beds And
and the analysts Searched through the books on human behaviour I travelled this world around For an answer that refused to be found I don't know why and
kindness Bottled light from hotels Spilling everything Wet hand from the volcano Sobers your skin Stranger than Kindness 0e?nYou caress yourself And grind
ain't got no self-respect, you feel like an insect Well don't you worry buddy, cause here he comes Through the ghettos and the barrio and the bowery and
together And ask them to watch over you To each burn a candle for you To make bright and clear your path And to walk, like Christ, in grace and love And
cats crowling in ther cages The bird-girl flapping and squawking around The whole valley reeking of wet beast Wet beast and rotten hay Freak and brute creation Packed up and
Do you love me? Like I love you? She was given to me to put things right And I stacked all my accomplishments beside her Still I seemed so obselete and small I found God and
herself against a fence Just for a kiss or two And with a little pen-knife held in her hand She plugged him through and through And the wind did roar and
on a concrete floor With a bottle and a box and a cradle of straw Tupelo-o-o! O Tupelo! With a bottle and a box and a cradle of straw Well Saturday
ve been moving surely toward me My soul has comforted and assured me That in time my heart it will reward me And that all will be revealed So I've sat and
tell me why and don't tell me a lie! Why the ceiling still shakes? Shakes! Shakes! Shakes! Why the fixtures turn to serpents and snakes? This desire to possess her is a wound and
: Go son, go down to the water And see the women weeping there Then go up into the mountains The men, they are weeping too Father, why are all the women
Come sail your ships around me And burn your bridges down We make a little history, baby Every time you come around Come loose your dogs upon me And
last day I took her where the wild roses grow And she lay on the bank, the wind light as a thief And I kissed her goodbye, said, "All beauty must die" And lent down and
let love in I let love in I let love in Well I've been bound and gagged and I've been terrorized And I've been castrated and I've been lobotomized But