If you are sleeping Milly, you are ok
It won't be me that wakes you up today
Opening these eyes taught me fresh that I should lay,
Let you crash
Well, close 'em and I'm gone
Sleep on, let me go (oh, Milly, oh)
One town beyond, I'll lay me down
You go on and close 'em

I was drunk at the pulpit, I knew it was wrong
And I left in mid-sermon tempted by a bar-house song
The pews creaked and shifted as they turned to watch me leave
And I pulled a little bottle from the pocket in my sleeve

The sunlight was stronger to my church-dark widened eyes

Nighttime's the right time to pull all the dimes from your pocket
Nighttime's the right time to climb on the rocket
Nighttime's the right time to pull your shoulder out of its socket
Nighttime's the right time to learn a new language

Cosmonauts flying, cosmonauts dying
You

The blessed grace of waking up
Of breathing in the sheets
And hello to you, at the window
Hello to you

Down the hill I'd like to take you
To where I shot a little deer,
My little dear
I'd like to take you down there

Rinsing out the iron cup
To hav

Come a little dog
Come a little dog
and had a little dog
Come a little dog
Come a little dog
and had a little dog
Come a little dog

Come a little dog
Come a little dog
and had a little dog,
Come a little dog
Come a little dog
and had a little dog

Come in, come in
For one last dinner
That I will make you
Come in, come in
It is a small one
For I am no cook

You have a long way
Where you are going
No longer welcome
And I am happy
Yes I am happy
You will be leaving
Things will be changing

It was hard enough to climb upon
It was slow-going at first
Sister, you have laid long in the sun
Aren't you dying of thirst?

Oh my dear your suit is candy-striped
And your legs are long and slim
If I whisper nothings in your ear
Will you pass them on to him?

I'd be riding horses if they let me
Sleep outside at night and not take fright
I would ride the reigns and never worry
I would disappear into the night

Everybody needs an angel
But here's that devil by my side
Deaths head ring upon his finger
Poor boy hanging on the

I am a cineomatographer (x4)
And I walked away from New York City
And I walked away from everything that's good
And I walked away from everything I leaned on
Only to find it's made of wood
I was a big ol' bear once (x4)
And I walked away from California
And I w

I used to have a real good mother and-a father
And they certainly stood the test
Now they are in Thy glory
And I hope their souls at rest

They laid a good example for me
They taught me how to pray
Now I'm truly converted
And I'm walking in the narrow way

I'm s

I send my love to you.
I send my hands to you.
I send my clothes to you.
I send my nose to you.
I send my trees to you.
I send my pleas to you.
Won't you send some back to me?

Send your ways to me.
Send your call to me.
Send you days to me.
Send it all t

Idle hands are the devil's playthings
The devil's playthings, the devil's playthings
Idle hands are the devil's playthings
The devil lives deep down

Deep down among the fiery rafters
Eternal screamers, unsainted sinners
Those who let their souls get the best of them

I can't hear it play fast no more
Paces proxy for my patience
Keep our eyelids at half-mast
Watch our friends wander through
And king me, baby
King me, baby

I'm no fan of you most of the time
I'd just as soon be alone, you know
In fact I'd rather be on my own

Little blue eyes
Why did I follow you
Why did I snap at you
I liked you so
It was because I could not be you
I couldn't look at you and see you
Little blue eyes
Little blue eyes
Little blue eyes
Little blue eyes

You said my bed was warm
That you felt

Long before what is black was blackened
O, long before
Blooms of gray made mother lovely
Mother ain't lovely no more
And long before the house was leaning
O, long before
The corridor of box woods lined the entrance
Box woods ain't there no more
Dad burned the box

Don't you want to go where things move slow?
Give me a little time to take what I know
Follow the oceanline, follow the flow
Give me a little time to take what I know

Oh, and he's calling, but I do not answer
I am hunting for me now, and I must go quietly
And it's a har

Just coming into where I store my hair
Just in the rift of golden brown
Opening up a hole of light
The swallowing epic as we fuse
No children that sigh
Though listening we hear them

So we die
Who has the blues
Not I

Check him in another day
And stand h

And he came by the way that he walked
And he came by the way that he walked
And he came by the way that he walked
And he came by the way that he walked

And he came by the way of a half-million murderers
And he came by the way of a long list of ironies
And he came by the

His head buryied within
The breasts of a lunatic
Full, though aging mounds they were
He pretended to weep
But sighed in relief
Much to the motherly joy of her

She lifted his face from her chest with her hands
And prayed on his last ditch desire
Let's take a matc

Many lights up today
Many lights up this way

What is this road here,
Where have I come?

I am a rich man
I am a very rich man
I have good pants on
Stitched and stitched;
I am in stitches
I am laughing at you
I am in britches

I've written books f