Could God be so cruel? To give us feelings that never be fulfilled. 'cause I ever found peace upon the breast of a girl I ain't ever found peace with the of the world I ain't ever found at the bottom of a glass sometimes it seems the more I ask for the less I In our lives we for those we cannot touch. All the thoughts unuttered & all the unexpressed Play our hearts like the mist upon our breath. But, by grief, our spirits speak "How could you believe that the within the seed that grew arms that And a heart beat. And lips that And eyes cried. Could die?" How many whores have walked through that by my side & climbed in my mind & taken me down to the heat blisters the skin upon my makes me reach out & for the days when I was pure of heart & in peace. Everybody knows what's wrong with the world But I don't know what's going on in myself. I smell the pain upon the breath of the & lonely I hear the thoughts that whisper in the of all men. You're the strangest I ever had. You make me cry when you into my eyes. And see me for who I am. I've got too much to switch off my mind, but not enough to get organized. Don't tell me what name is-- I want body, not your mind, I want a feeling, worth paying for before I say But as I was talking, I look her in the eyes, I just wondering,-- How many men unleashed their frustration her thighs? I was so hard to please myself, I was turning somebody else. Well, whats a man got to fight for when bought his freedom by the of this human jungle It aint just the who'll be bleeding! I was just western guy, --with desires couldn't be satisfied The calendar, on your wall, is ticking the off. The calendar on wall is ticking the days off. You've been some old letters -- You smile and think how you've changed. All the in the world -- Couldn't back those days. You could've done -- if you'd wanted -- And all your friends and family think you're lucky. But the side of you never see -- Is when you're left alone with the -- That hold your together like -- - -