Expecting Rain

The emptiness is endless, cold as the clay

I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to

'i ain't dead yet'

I’m just glad

My weariness amazes me

"You broke a heart that loved you, you can seal up the book and not write anymore"

Summer days, summer nights are gone. I know a place where there's still something going on.

i got a poison headache, but i feel all right

A woman like you should be at home, that's where you belong

face down like the Jack of Hearts.

I was burned out from exhaustion buried in the hail
Poisoned in the bushes and blown out on the trail
Hunted like a crocodile ravaged in the corn

The ghost of our old love has not gone away / don't look it like it will anytime soon

Louise, she's alright, she's just near.

There'll be a time I hear tell
When all will be well
When God and man will be reconciled
But until men lose their chains
And righteousness reigns
Lord, protect my child

I’m going back to New York City
I do believe I’ve had enough]

Low cards are all I got - But I'll play this hand whether I like it or not

Something is happening here, but you don't know what it is...
... do you, Mister Jones ?

When you think that you've lost everything,
You find out you can always lose a little more.

"I ran into the fortune-teller, who said 'beware of lightning that might strike',
I haven't known peace and quiet for so long I can't remember what it's like."

and

"The priest wore black on the seventh day and sat stone-faced while the building burned.
I waited for you on the running boards, near the cypress trees, while the springtime turned
Slowly into autumn."

Lord Im broke, Im hungry, ragged and dirty too
(he didn't write that but anyway...)

don't fear
if you hear
a foreign sound
to your ear

If I Can't work up to you, you'll surely have to work down to me someday

I'm sailin' away my own true love