And The Horse They Rode In On lyrics

At the end of the track is a two bit shack
When you die, that's where you go
Down the lines, up from this pit at the end of your rainbow

That's one too many flights of stairs
One more stair and (almost there?)
One more dose close
One more step to the bottom of the stairs
One more unholy ghost

Keep coming back to haunt you,
Got no place left to go
Meet me on the ??

I was tapping my foot on a Friday night
To my favorite band I was pushed aside
I said "hey don't push me no one pushes me"
When I was face to face with the woman I admired
And she gave me this look I could not believe
And the cold stare remained; I wanted to leave

See, I do believe anger is offset by sorrow
But you destroy today you might regret tomorrow

Well, a fascinating sensation, no I can't even feel it
I just had to let you know I can't conceal it
I was recently considering taking the pain with the pleasure
Just to find my way to the bottom of this, I'll have to dig forever

And it's no small measure
Lift up your veil of tears

Don't be disappointed child, if your prayers go unanswered

Follows me wherever we go
Undermining all that we know
Suddenly starts thinkin' been fooled from the beginnin'
When the cause is lost you find there is no point in winnin'
Then it's hard to think straight when your head it keeps on spinnin'

If I lost my mind, would you help me find it?

Maybe it's you, maybe it's me
Things aren't quite the way they should be

Well if there's one thing that I know, it's easy to kill what's hard to grow
One thing I might say, no one's gotta know about running away

Trying to make something out of nothing
Leaning hard on yet another drug
All of these temptations keep me wanting to feel your touch
It's not supposed to make you feel so

Helpless, selfless, crying for some tenderness

Well they packed up their violin cases ??
Hopped in a big black Studebaker, they were acting pretty scary
No one talked as they synchronized their watches
And they drove past a train station

The train rolled out with a passenger car
Filled with retired millionaires and movie stars
?? coats
?? and that would be all she wrote

And the gangsters, cowboys, gypsies, and freewheelers

Keep a watch out behind you from that which can blind you
And die like a dream in a jar
Forewarned if hindsight is all that makes you right
You're running away but you won't get very far

No it's not my intention to harbor pretensions
Or told you I hadn't a clue
Took fate by the neck and you'll never look back
You've forgotten more than I ever knew

When (aid?) turned sideways
(And? It'd?) head on down the highway
Say this is my way
Disappearing forever

But there ain't just one way
So you choose the fun way
Slide down the (runway?)
On a ticket that goes two ways

And by the way that it sounded
You thought that you'd be astounded
But you left it like you found it
Cause it wasn't yours to take

What once seemed like dying

Did you hear the one about the friend of a a friend who tried to end it all
At the last moment he picked up the phone and gave you a call
You thought about letting it ring, but you answered after all

And there you were, put on the spot at the end of the other line

For questions that you never thought you'd ever have to answer to

I got something special to show you
But I suppose you've seen it all before
There's one thing I'm trying to tell you
But then again, you've heard it all before

I survived another week just like the one
before,

Just like an old man in a candy store, the riots across the street
The cold greets the newborn, the neighbors that never meet
No one's making plans here, no one knows for sure
The way to keep it inside, it's just one more dark opening for you

And whatever you do, when everything still seems new
It's sure to come to something to change the rest of your life

The papers read that the king is dead
The people said what we need instead
Is to be on our own
But people, they do the strangest things
You never know what they might do
When they are left alone
There's men without gods and gods without men
And a spirit of which none of them can transcend
But something peculiar is happening
We should just be happy with just what we've got