like two dogs on an open road. like two flowers on an old gravestone. like two leaves tumblin' in the wind. im searchin for a beginning that has no end.
There's no reason. For fighting this way. There's no rhyme. In the words that we say. . Don't you know the sun is gonna rise. The sun is gonna rise again?.
I saw Judas Iscariot with a bottle of wine. Talkin' suicide with an old friend of mine. They gathered a crowd down at the end of the tracks. And a woman cried out, "When is God comin' back?".
There's a dangerous journey. You'll have to take. Be careful what you carry. Be careful what you take. . Blow on blessing wind. Blow on blessing wind.