| Lyrics | Song |
| If you feel that it's real, I'm on trail/And I'm here in your prison. | |
| [Title] wears his war wound like a crown/He call his child Jesus | |
| You could never know what it's like/ Your blood like winter freezes just like ice. | |
| What have I got to do to make you love me?/What do I have to do to make you care? | |
| I was justified when I was five/Raising Cain, I spit in your eye. | |
| Hey you, you're a child in my head/You haven't walked yet. | |
| I was [title of song] out of Cadillac muscle/ I had a quit me father; had a love me mother. | |
| There's a calm surrender to the rush of day./ When the heat of the rolling world can be turned away. | |
| I used to be a rolling stone/ you know if the cause was right I'd leave to find the answer on the road. | |
| You may not believe it/ but I don't believe in miracles anymore. | |
| | Lyrics | Song |
| Baby you're missing something in the air/I got a name, but it don't matter | |
| Ooh I got a busted wing and a hornet sting/ like an out of tune guitar | |
| When I look back boy I must have been green/ bopping in the country; fishing in a stream | |
| Yeah I looked at my watch and it said a quarter to five/ The headlines screamed that I was still alive | |
| What happened here as the New York sunset disappeared/I found an empty garden among the flagstones there | |
| When the shades are drawn and the light of the moon is banned/ and the stars up above walk the heavens hand in hand | |
| I saw you dancing out the ocean running fast along the sand/ Spirit born of earth and water; fire flying from your hands | |
| There are ladies, illegal X's Mona Lisa's, well connected/ They may be shady, English roses blue blooded, turned up noses | |
| [Title], I couldn't if I tried/ Honey if I get restless, Baby, you're not that kind | |
| You can win the fight, you can grab a piece of the sky/ You can break the rules but before you try | |
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