And the night has just begun Another dawn is yet to come Carry on my little one It's time to break out from the cage It's time to change your ways It's time to find those Shattered dreams That vanished in the haze It's time to lose those

Fascinating rhythm, Got a little rhythm, a rhythm, a rhythm That pit-a-pats through my brain; So darn persistent, The day isn't distant When it'll drive me insane. Comes in the morning Without any warning, And hangs around me all day.

Lord, take me and mine before that comes And, Lord, I can't make any changes All I can do is write 'em in a song 'Cause I can see the concrete slowly creepin' Yes but I can see the concrete slowly creepin' Well, this life that I've live has took me

When the stars come out And one of those LA nights Oh, the stars come out and shine And they burn so bright They drown the downtown lights Oh, when the stars come out I was looking for a change of scene You were looking at a magazine It was red carpets

said about playing this chord He ain't hitting the be flat right I'm a make a hit If it's the last thing I do And I done come home to you And you done put your cold feet on me Get warm your feet, woman Hanging around the studio For three days in a row

Every breath that you can take Never crosses itself without something changing Taking me through all your sins Making me live it again Nothing in my life comes easy Beat down and questioned, don't tell me wrong from right You never knew the answers

Come and I'll take you under This beautiful bruises colors Everything fades in time, it's true Wish that I had another Stab at the under cover Was it a change in mind for you? It's impossible I can't let it out You'll never know

Hey, hey, I want to be a rock star And live in hilltop houses driving fifteen cars The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap We'll all stay skinny 'cause we just won't eat And we'll hang out in the coolest bars In the VIP with the movie stars Every

Sweetheart, wipe those tears away and let me love you, baby Oh darling, come out of your cave and let me love you, baby Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh It's just me and Jon, we're hanging on Trying it out, singing our song It's just Jon and me and all that we've seen

Late for the hanging, yes he's headed for the moon And hang 'em high He comes from nowhere and he turns on his own Blasting out the night, his cap hides his eyes One eye on the road, price upon his head One ear to the ground, he's listening to the dead