You're heartless babe
You cut me in the cruelest ways
Take me down
I curse your face
It haunts my day
The chain that binds me
How I long for you
Why I've got no clue
I can't bear the pain without you
Funny though it seems
Only sweet in dreams
Angels light won't change the dark

You are the one
I tried to leave you darling
Can't seem to find my way
I've run too long
Here I've always been
Here I'll always stay

Been betrayed
Countless ways
No shelter from your storm
Bodega store
Corner lore
Stranger last the night

Once sweet candlelight
No change we fight
The world lays at your feet
No refrain
To the depths of pain
Give me silence
Give me peace
Still I beg from you Give me something new
Please another chance
Funny now it seems
Been done in by dreams
Face this day alone

Preacherman teacherman millionaire fool
Walking a very fine line
Beggarman in junkieland prophet holds the poet's hand
Walking a very fine line
Politician meets magician as the mirrors take position
Awaiting the dawn and the flood
Leaders deserting deceived masses herding
Diving in darkness drawing blood

Can't return crashed and burned in silence memories glare
Hold on course never divorce truth your soul will bear

Fine Line

Love and resistance of cold equal distance
The pain of memories past
While wishing on stars may soothe deep running scars
Truth may not be meant to last
Trusting allusions enjoying confusions
Praying to find the right way
Losing all sorrows put off tomorrows
Learning to live in each day

From pain does come pleasure by wisdom its measure
A beauty that's lost within youth
Desperation it seems protects all my dreams
A shade which remains still the truth
If I could trust in what's best ahead of the rest
Charmed by subtle smooth ways
Being scared in the night this thought does bring light
Sometimes you just have to leave lay

Drifting down Broadway
Struggling in your wheel chair
What on earth got you there?
I can see Mary she's birthing a god
Sixteen and pregnant doesn't have a red cent
Mary doesn't think about a whole lot
Joey's pushing K far from the ABC's
Always lit and packed a smokey gun on the street

Welcome to my web
Said the spider to the fly
Here inside all secrets lie

I can see Sam Stone Viet Nam vet
Lived above for years where I played for tips and beers
Sam only had regret he'd say pawns pay the price
When it's the letter of the law better get your gun and draw

Welcome to my web
Said the spider to the fly

And who says these streets can't talk
And who says these walls can't talk
Man you ought to hear the stories they tell

Ah hobo boy don't stay in one place too long
Searching for something your whole life- always moving on
Hang your hat here for an hour
Couch surf a few days
Been on your own since you can remember
Navigating your own maze

Beyond this time and place you left worlds forgotten
What's showing you the way must be the thorn in your bottom

Aint much that you need 'cept a dream and a new start
Aint much that you have 'cept beaten paths and closed doors
Seeing people who could be free
You're going to a place you can't know
To some you're a messenger, most a traveller
Walking down your own road

Hobo boy

I love your simple smile and the twinkle in your eye
I can hear you laughing and telling me to try
With wisdom in your heart and grateful gentle way
I see you holding the candle
BetteSez

You have a crystal presence my partner all along
You held me when I trembled and been the breath that calms
Fisherman's not fishing repairing nets is what we say
I see you holding the candle
Bette Sez

With words that are kind you are always up front
You tell me cause I need to know no matter how bad it all gets
Now is forever singing for you everyday
I see you holding the candle
BetteSez

No time to be wasted no time to bring it down
The time is to be together a time to gather round
Fisherman's not fishing
Repairing nets is what we say
I see you holding the candle
Bette Sez

I depend on you and you come through time and time again
You're the gift right in front of me nearer the end
I'm faithful to you everyday
I see you holding the candle
BetteSez

Early this morning we brought on the day break
Smiling and laughing together as one
Hair on your shoulder golden cool & breezy
You are so easy to love

Let's get a lot of it let's stay in bed
Turn off the phone come closer
Honey be young forever
You are so easy to love

Loving you is like chasing that rabbit
Down that hole falling further away
Loving you is my wish list
Loving you is delicious

Your love is delicious

Listening to your heart beat in question
Some expectation in every situation
Baby steps no regrets
You are so easy to love

Outrageous to consider
Fabulous to believe
With roots and wings
Anything can be let's set each other free

Your love is delicious

Why? Why? Why do it again?
Why? Try? again, and again?
He's a young man reckless and in danger
Just a young man too much his own stranger
Owing his own stranger
Stranger

Here, here, here you are again
Now, how, now you are again
You're a young man angry and in danger
You're just a young man feeling like a stranger
Knowing your own stranger
Stanger

Everything is out mind mattering
Nearing rock bottom
One is alwaysin waiting

When, when, when did I arrive?
Yes, yes, yes, I was alive
I'm a young man desperate and in danger
Just a young man knowing my own stranger
Knowing my own stranger
Stranger

Mysterious maze wheeled diamonds through her rose
Telling eights forever to be known
Lavender petals on her face
Leaning to kiss she bites her lip
History's gripping as she slips

Out of clothes a trampolining tide
Beyond green doors a harpsichord
Lavender petals on her cheek
Beckons a kiss as she bites her lip
History's gripping as she slips

Into my way black and blue
Inherit the wind and another's miscue
Try to remember how it felt
Laugh about how we dealt
His story's slipping as she grips

History's gripping as she slips

On to where I'll go
You know my arms are forever open
Crystal clear tear drops on our face
Leaning to kiss she bites my lip
History's gripping as she slips

Coliseum days thumbs up thumbs down ways
Culture vultures feasting season after season
Ticket punching number crunching
Willing killing King Blood is calling

King Blood

Aware in despair never say die
Fearing trembling quo's assembling all the time
Bottom line's on the phone another head on the block
Willing killing King Blood is calling

If you look ahead or look behind
King Blood

Felonious Monk urban blights child resident
On a high priced course and always on the run
Greed's source childhood's end
Shoe me glue me do me
Squirm through it again, and again and again

If you look ahead or look behind
King Blood

Wind lift me like a dreamer
Take me further take me now
Standing firm like a true believer
Been sent some angry winds been knocked down

Soaring wind take me away
I'm itching to bust out of this place
Time is too early to sleep in the grave
I yearn for a friend to laugh with and play

Wind lift me like a dreamer

Travelling alone carrying what I can
My bags are filled with the memories of yesterday
I have seen your face in ten thousand faces
I'm calling your name like a dreamer

Dear Mr. President,
I'm a New York City voting resident, twenty something single white voting male.
Got college loans over my head, thought I'd have a good job,
But I sing instead.
HIV negative, but some of my friends are dead.
It's hard putting bread on the table next to this bible and guitar
Ghetto schools aint like Aesop's fables instead of lunches guns they bring

Dear Mr. President,
Was it really you buying coffee at the store
You came outside and dropped a dollar in my case
Could I have a dollar more? What I need's a dollar more.

Dear Mr. Senator,
Did you really send for her to comfort you in your hour of need?
Ajax is like a neighborhood whore with an appetite for more and more
And the free market satisfies her greed
She can't get credit, she's got no home
She's tired of living in the street - She put her parents in a home
Damn it's hard, damn it's hard

Dear Mr. Governor,
Was it really you buying cocaine at the store?
Well you came outside and dropped a dollar in my case
Could I have a dollar more? What I need's a dollar more.

Dear Mr. Candidate,
I hate to tell you you're much too late, nobody's interested in voting anymore
I wish the check were in the mail, I wish we could get out of jail
I wish we could collect two hundred and pass go
But this don't look much like the Boardwalk
And we aint living on Park Place
I've heard so many lies and stories
You aint ever saving face - What I need's a dollar more

Dear Mr. Candidate was it really you buying voters at the store
Well you came outside and stuffed your handshake in my face
What i need's a dollar more, could I have a dollar more

My Dear Sweet One,
Please come back to the store we're all waiting here for you
Funny how it seems we're not losing our dreams
We're all counting on you and there's so damn much for us to do
What i needs a dollar more, could I have a dollar more?..