One sleeve rolled up One sleeve rolled down I?m wearing a black and white shirt In a sleepy town And I love the shirt, love the town And when the sun
Lightning cracks the convent mist curls to the bells Trees run down to the road protect the convent girls A Sister somewhere bows her head to pray Offer
Atlanta lie low Wrapped in a dream We were needing to rest Then we hit New Orleans Now New Orleans That was my key and my star But after three days
My last and longest dream Dear - Black - Dream She asked me what it was I said what does it mean She said that it will be all right She said you've just
You say, you want to take a lover Although you?re satisfied with me We have to open our horizons, my love We can, but you?ll do it without me You can
In these demon days We?re pulling our pay The lights on the hill Are freezing us still The fingers of fate Stretch out and take Us to a night But something
Now that I know how to control myself Now that I?ve learnt how to contain myself ?Life is art.? ?Art is life.? But have you met my wife? Don?t get
Drop a handful of rain and tears Well they fall just the same It's over there, it's over there But I say it's here 'cause that's where I stand And I
I could never understand how a woman or a man Could live their whole lives never travel more than 40 miles Seemed like a cat?s life Never going far Seemed
Everybody?s got to shed a little skin Everybody was naked to begin Towards the end I was just singing through my disguise Towards the end it was you
Did she overtake you as you stalled to wait for her friend And was there a circus that she saw had hoped for and left Did she overtake you or bemuse
Well the medallion?s back and so are the alligator shoes and your drinks are as dry as a salt water cruise yes I?m drifting back to the nightclubs and
The Secret goes with its books and clothes from Ghost Town To a place no one can trace maybe there?s peace there in the streets there It?s gone, yes
Girl to a girl to a girl to a girl to a girl Girl in a whirl goes back to a girl and a whirl Wanting to know what gives, I want to know how the other
A facade to the day, a facade to the night A facade to the outside world That says I want to be quiet Don't know who I'm replacing but I know the stance
Two roads out of the city Both of them I?ve been down One of them takes you to water The other leads back into town Now if I said That one of them?s
Walking through my own city Coming back from a late night party On Sunday morning The bells of St Mary they are ringing Somewhere people are dreaming
If it rains, now we?ll change We?ll hold and save all of what came We won?t let it run away If It Rains If it rains, different this time We won?t break