“But I knew it was pure masturbation, because down in my gut I wanted nothing more than a clean bed and a bright room and something solid to call my own at least until I got tired of it. There was an awful suspicion in my mind that I'd finally gone over the hump, and the worst thing about it was that I didn't feel tragic at all, but only weary, and sort of comfortably detatched.”
By The Light of The Moon, I'm Comin' Home
Howlin' All The Way, I'm Comin' Home
On My Hands and Knees, I'm Comin' Home
I Know When I've Been Beat, Yea, I'm Comin' Home
By The Skin of My Teeth, I'm Comin' Home
By The Soul of My Feet, You Know I'm Comin' Home
I'm Comin' Home, But I Ain't Comin' For You
I'm Ridin' Out The Wind, I'm Comin' Home
It Don't Matter Where I've Been, I'm Comin' Home
Crawlin' On All Fours, I'm Comin' Home
Turnin' Brick Walls Into Doors, I'm Comin' Home
I've Got The Taste In My Mouth
I've Got A Hunger In My Gut
my skin has turned to leather
my hair is banded rope
my knees have buckled beneath the weight of doubt
but now I miss things that I have done without
Do you believe in stormy weather, stormy weather
Hurricanes play musical chairs with homes and chattel
The whirling dervish tornadoes reek all disaster
Seaside tsunamis give and take, what's the matter?
Minä olen köysi hirtetyn miehen talossa
Isännänviiri puhdas puolisalossa
Myrsky, joka lekalla silittää kotitannerta jokainen kerta
Minä kuorsaan verta
parempi ihmisen on näin olla.
Miksi?
ketä sitä kinaamaan on parempi kuin noita itse.
milloin?
kuka on sitä tietämään, milloin meidät tuomitaan.
ollakko?
mistä meidät tuomitaan? kuka meistä olisi pyhimys tai ylimys itse?
If you feel so empty
So used up, so let down
If you feel so angry
So ripped off so stepped on
You're not the only one
Refusing to back down
You're not the only one
So get up
The last reality check has been a failure I guess you've noticed
A monochromatic play of the things that I hate is just running through
If you could look in the book of my life would you still stand by my side?
If you could feel this disorder then would you save me? I don't think so
Onko teillä kotia, josta lämpö huokuu
Jossa pääse ei turvattomuus sänkyjä petaamaan
Onko teillä vaurautta, josta pöydät notkuu
Josta pesee kun edellä hevosten puuaidat lakoaa
Onko teillä perhettä, hurmaava vaimo
Joka pellavapäisiä kultakutreja vaalii ja paimentaa
Toiset sen taitaa, onnen ja karkelon
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