Gentle Creatures

I'm waiting, I wait, for the creaking of the gate,
How long, how long must I wait.
I sit, I sit, the weeds gather 'round me,
The wind whips my dress so that I cannot see.
So long, good-bye, to that great moaning sky and I'll cast my heart down the well.
I stare, I stare, and I'm looking over there,
'Cross that ghostly lake where he dwelled.
I look and I see a light burnin' bright,
But I know it doesn't burn for me tonight
So long, good-bye, to that great moaning sky and I'll cast my heart down the well.
Looking down, looking down, to where he once laid,
The birds hovered then took him away.
I rise to my feet and I walk down that road
Where I silently cry when this story is told.
So long, good-bye, to that great moaning sky and I'll cast my heart down the well.

Keep your arms open wide love,
'Cause I'm coming home,
I don't know where I am but I don't care,
'Cause I know where I'm going.
I'm going where the voices,
In my head tell me to
I'd walk a thousand crooked miles,
To try to get back to you

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Well I'm weary to the bone,
As I wake here alone,
With a pain that won't let me be
And there's a stranger in the mirror,
Staring back at me,
( Oh Lord, could it be, is that me ? )

These hands are shaking in the shadows,
Of the old morning sun
That's dripping through the window pane,
Lord, this feeling is second to none

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I can almost see your smile,
And I can almost hear your voice
Rising high up above,
The flat land of Illinois

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Down the road sits the Big O Motel,
Where people tell lies in their own private cell.
With cast down eyes and a packaged surprise,
I come and I go we plan it just so.

At the Big O Motel, on the vibrating bed,
Cologne drenched curtains of velour red.
In the smoky glass mirror I look at my face,
But, on the bed beside me someone has taken your place.
By the Big O mOtel, there's a drive through bar,
They'll make you a daiquiri in a mason jar.
The man at the window with the receding hair line,
Looks away from me but says ' same place, same time '.
At the Big O Motel, on the vibrating bed,
Cologne drenched curtains of velour red.
In the smoky glass mirror I look at my face,
But, on the bed beside me someone has taken your place.
The man on the corner with sausage shaped fingers,
After he's gone, his cigar smoke lingers.
After he's gone I take a shower,
I watch the clock's hands passing the hours.

You can listen to what I say,
Or you can turn the other way
Don't be kind just to please my heart,
But please don't tear my heart apart.
It's not easy, the world was meant for me to roam,
I'm not crazy, to want to go back home.
Sometimes there's no sun in the sky,
Sometimes the sun gets in my eyes
And then the past is just a game,
And destiny is not to blame
For the reason, the world was meant for me to roam,
I'm not crazy, to want to go back home
Where the gentle creatures roam,
That is the place I call my home
You know I'll miss you when I'm gone,
But I must be moving on.
It's not easy, I never meant to do you wrong,
I'm not crazy, but I must be moving on

Do you fancy me, or am I living in make believe?
Am I someone just to pass your time?
To pass lonely hours 'til your heart can be free,
Then you'll forget all about me
Do you think of me,
Or are you a victim of old memories?
Why can't we live for now?
The past is only a sad tragic dream,
Why can't you give your love to me?
Like flowers of springtime there comes a time, when they must wilt away.
Like coldness of winter, with clouds in the sky,
I watch lonely people pass by.
I'll no longer pine for you,
My heart is through with being blue.
Soon you'll turn to find me gone.
Then you'll pass lonely hours,
'Til your heart can be free,
And you'll do all your yearnin' for me.

In the muddy brown water where I wrote your name.
Sadly it tells me that our luck has changed.
When I met you halfway to a place we call madness,
With a rock in my heart, I sank in despair.
In the dusty playground where I first saw your face.
Like a music chair dance, we keep changing our place.
Well there's nothing to hold, in a place we call madness.
Where the water runs cold, then the water runs dry.
How simple things seemed when I just wanted to hold you, hold you.
I listen to a voice of reason while I sleep
It tells me to question all the promises that I keep.
When I met you halfway to a place we call madness,
With a rock in my heart, I sank in despair.
How simple things seemed when I just wanted to hold you, hold you.

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Waiting for the sun to set in your eyes,
Thinking that kind words are just a disguise.
I wonder why you think that I should say good-bye when you know
Two wrongs won't make things right.
There was a time that I remember your happy smile,
Was it last september I went away.
I'm sorry now, but two wrongs won't make things right,
Two wrongs won't make things right.
Someday we'll remember this chance we once had to make things right make things right.
I'm thinking of my words that made you cry,
What can sorry mean when said with the word good-bye.
And though times change one thing remains,
That two wrongs won't make things right.