Maybe there's a god above but the only thing I learned from love was how to shoot at somebody who outdrew you.

I told the truth, I didn't come to fool you

My friends are gone and my hair is grey. I ache in places I used to play. And I’m crazy for love but I’m not coming on. I’m just paying my rent every day in the tower of song.

The dreamers ride against the men of action. Oh see the men of action falling back.

How bitter were the Prozac pills of the last few hundred mornings

Oh the sisters of mercy, they are not departed or gone.

You go your way I'll go your way too