1.
Daughters
2. Take Me As I Am
3. Rich Man
4. Capsized 'Neath October Skies
5.
When You Have It All
6. Drag Your Hammer
7. Emptiness In Motion
8. The
Table
9. Hellhounds
DON'T LET YOUR DAUGHTERS GROW UP TOO
FAST You have been living in a sleep
Foreign to the films your head
must keep
But if you should die before you wake
I pray that you missed nothing
you'd want to take with you Mothers, don't let your daughters grow up too
fast
Take only what you think will last
Let your children take it too far
But
don't let them wound so great that it creates a scar Hey baby, you've got
a lot of nerve, you know?
Your reach always exceeds your grasp
Don't let
your daughters grow up too fast What a precocious little child
When she
gets older, won't she be wild?
What naked truths will she uncover
Will she
find the sacrosanct, ideal lover? Hey baby, you've got a lot of nerve, you
know?
Your reach always exceeds your grasp
Don't let your daughters grow
up too fast If she wants hope don't have her speak with me
I'll ask too
many questions
And prove too many truths
That shatter too many dreams Hey
baby, you've got a lot of nerve, you know?
Your reach always exceeds your grasp
Don't
let your daughters grow up too fast TAKE ME AS I AM You get
so wrapped up in the books you read
That tell you how a life should be lived
That
you'll find the great romantic, won't have to chance it
It'll be just perfect
what you'll get, not what you give I know your mama married and she never
got divorced
And I'm happy that you think it's that way
I'm happy about
your cousin and his wife and all their kids
Oh, man they make a pretty pair Oh,
it's all right
But it ain't me
And love is a crazy thing
Maybe I'm not
the man who's meant to bring
The flowers for you I guess the question
is who do you live your life for?
Who asks the questions and where do the answers
come from?
Where are we going, who made the rules?
And what's your definition
of fun? You imagine yourself in a three-story brick house
Where the guests
come over and stay
Say, "Man, you've come so far and you're so lucky"
But
what were you running from, anyway? Away from the rain and from the rough
roads
And the trails on the outside of town
Away from this small, small
city block
And from the beauty of an evening gown Oh, it's all right
But
it ain't me
And love is a crazy thing
Maybe I'm not the man who's meant
to bring
The flowers for you I'm gonna get out of here and it will all
become clear
And make up for all the wrong I've done
I'm not quite sure
the nature of the battle
But in ten years, baby, I'll know I've won So
here we sit alone in the burnt-out apartment
On the twenty-second floor
You're
tryin' to put into words the beauty of the world
And all the things you adore
outside your door But why can't you explain why some people believe in love
And
some people never can?
You can't ever explain the beauty of the world
Or
the relation of a woman to a man Oh, it's all right
But it ain't me
And
love is a crazy thing
Maybe I'm the man who's meant to bring
The flowers
for you RICH MAN When I was a rich man the world was so forgiving
to me
When I was a rich man the world was full of endless possibility
But
now I am a poor man and I hide in the shadows
On the quiet end of the street When
I was a rich man I stood the proudest on the highest stair
When I was a rich
man I thought life was a romantic affair
But now I am a poor man and I finally
see the lovely colors
When the sun touches your hair Oh, rich man and
poor man
It's all a drag to me
I only get my kicks in crazy dreams
The
dream it dies
But the dreamer he remains
Oh, rich man, poor man
Don't
ever let me complain When I was a young man I always loved the ringing of
the phones
Honey, let's shake the shack tonight and I will walk you home
But
now I am an old man and I don't understand sleepin' alone When I was a rich
man I experienced everything I could ever bear
When I was a rich man I thought
nothing could ever rival being there
Now I see the way the world builds you
up then cuts down the size of your
share Oh rich man and poor man
It's
all a drag to me
I only get my kicks in crazy dreams
The dream dies
But
the dreamer he remains
Oh, rich man, poor man
Don't ever let me complain When
I was a rich man the world was so inviting to me
When I was a rich man I moved
in colors so extraordinary
Now I am a poor man and I assume the role of a shadow
on the street When I was a rich man I thought little of deceit and white
lies
I was honest, I was true, and I was wise, with a hope and a confidence
to
analyze
Now I am a poor man and I'm feelin' like I could use a disguise Oh
rich man and poor man
It's all a drag to me
I only get my kicks in crazy
dreams
The dream it dies
But the dreamer he remains
Oh, rich man, poor
man
Don't ever let me complain When I was a rich man I said, "Who're
you gonna meet to set you free?"
Got no time to linger, got to meet everybody
Got
curiosity and I want to know where I should be
Well, perhaps I'm still a rich
man, washed up on the sand
I just don't understand the currency
CAPSIZED
'NEATH OCTOBER SKIES
Who ever bet high that didn't lose it all?
Who
ever had hope that didn't have a tragedy to forestall?
Who are the critics,
anyway, that you listen to, baby doll?
You never see their faces, but they
whisper in the hall The boat capsized
'Neath the October skies
And
the burnt-out hours
Start to whither and die
It's a cruel trick
That
there's nowhere to hide
But it's wrong to think that
The ship should survive Who
ever moved quickly that didn't soon retard?
Who ever scorned love that didn't
feel lonely and hard?
Who ever spurned a friend that didn't send a nice card?
You
never see old faces, but they keep you on guard The boat capsized
'Neath
the October skies
And the burnt-out hours
Start to whither and die
It's
a cruel trick
That there's nowhere to hide
But it's wrong to think that
The
ship should survive
WHEN YOU HAVE IT ALL
When you have
it all
Things can only get worse She buys me a drink
And takes a coin
from her purse And says, "Money is bad
But poverty's worse Have
a sense of camp and humor
And you won't get hurt" No regrets
No
one gets hurt What is beautiful anyway?
It's the thing that's always
Just
a bit too far away
Is there a place 'round here
For a piano picker to play
When
he ain't got long to stay? I think when I have it all
It will feel just
the same, anyway Shake it off, dear
We all make mistakes It hurts
when the silence
Makes your lonely heart break I'll make my efforts
And
like tiny earthquakes I'll fall to pieces
When my lonely heart breaks What
is beautiful anyway?
It's the thing that's always
Just a bit too far away
Is
there a place 'round here
For a piano picker to play
When he ain't got long
to stay? I think when I have it all
It will feel just the same, anyway DRAG
YOUR HAMMER Just before you went to bed
You remembered when, rather
than be good
You'd hustle instead
Back when you were shinin' your chrome
and your hood In your head there's a revolution
You want to see the blood
You
feel so destitute
And you say your face is in the mud And all the while
I knew
That I was destined for review
Lingering on the edges
With a resolution
Looking
for a place to present the solution Drag your hammer
Drag your chains
across the floor
Drag them through that open door
If you want your liberty
You've
got an empty wallet, that's all right with me
You call me "Mister"
and you cry because the daylight deserts the street
But you've got to search
your mind for all those things you wanted to be
So, drag your hammer and your
chains
That's your only shot at being free Life is about pushin' through
It's
easy to slip, it's a human thing to do
And to think that this world won't wait
for you
But you've got to keep pushin' through You'll show them all someday
You'll
make it up somehow
It's not so much for them
But for what they represent
to you, now And all the while I knew
That I was destined for review
Lingering
on the edges
With a resolution
Looking for a place to present the solution Drag
your hammer
Drag your chains across the floor
Drag them through that open
door
If you want your liberty
You've got an empty wallet, that's all right
with me
You call me "Mister" and you cry because the daylight deserts
the street
But you've got to search your mind for all those things you wanted
to be
So, drag your hammer and your chains
That's your only shot at being
free EMPTINESS IN MOTION There is moonlight in your room
And
a lingering, late tune
Let me go, let me go Kick on through that open
door
Let me up and let it roar
Let me go, let me go Oh, sometimes
we can think these things to death
Till you wonder what is left
Emptiness
amid a cold commotion
Emptiness in motion Where is that grand emotion? I
won't give you false hopes and promises
But you'll find what you're looking
for
Be clear, be clear It's just my policy to be fair and true
I'm
sorry I can't stay here with you
Be clear, be clear Oh, sometimes we
can think these things to death
Till you wonder what is left
Emptiness amid
a cold commotion
Emptiness in motion You say it's just one night
You
think I don't want it, too?
Beneath the pale lamplight? Oh, sometimes
we can think these things to death
Till you wonder what is left
Emptiness
amid a cold commotion
Emptiness in motion THE TABLE Darling,
seat yourself at the table
Before the table's set
For there's the table
you belong to
And the table where you place your bet For you tend to
hang on those who grieve
And the hungry tend to forget
Let me see your heart
before you make it pretty
Let me see your bare bones
Let me see you all
alone
Let me meet the part of you that I've never met There are clubs
that you could join
There are appetites that put you in debt
Just make sure
you're at the right table
To meet the friends you don't know yet For
you tend to hang on those who grieve
And the hungry tend to forget
Let me
see your heart before you make it pretty
Let me see your bare bones
Let
me see you all alone
Let me meet the part of you that I've never met HELLHOUNDS I
got to keep pushin'
Like some character in a novel
Or from a fantasy Some
highway ghost
With the hell-hounds on his trail
Footloose and fancy free Oh,
it's fleeting
And you will take a beating
When the hellhounds catch up to
you
But until you meet those creatures face to face
There are very few things
you have to do
And for the most part, life has been easy for you
Just as
it was for all those who came before
Oh, what is simple is true Edith
Piaf sings with soul, she's got the blues
Hellhounds are on my trail
But
I can't complain Darlin' look at me, don't you want me
To be someone
who couldn't fail?
Not even beneath this strain Oh it's fleeting
And
you will take a beating
When the hellhounds catch up to you
But until you
meet those hellhounds face to face
There are very few things you have to do
And
for the most part, life has been easy for you
Just as it was for all those
who came before
Oh, what is simple is true Doesn't it feel nice?
To
be so close to where it all began
Doesn't it feel nice?
To hold something
sacred in your hand Oh it's fleeting
And you will take a beating
When
the hellhounds catch up to you
But until you meet those hellhounds face to
face
There are very few things you have to do
And for the most part, life
has been easy for you
Just as it was for all those who came before
Oh, what
is simple is true
| 
