Lookin' for to make some sense out of nothin' Lookin' for the hunger to hang on Lookin' for to know if you're really worth it Lookin' for a reason not to be gone Your signs are fadin', Baby I can't read 'em anymore Can't you see where I'm standin', Baby

Our existence is an imprint We all have a legacy to live, he says to me (We believe) I stop my life to thank you What we see is not all we believe (We believe) He will remain Rarely the rare are seen in the ocean of chaotic reality This lighthouse gives

Luck be a lady tonight Luck if you've been a lady to begin with Luck let a gentleman see Just how nice a dame you can be I know the way you've treated other guys you've been with Luck be a lady with me A lady never leaves her escort It isn't fair, it

And you'll see me waiting for you on our corner of the street Going back to the corner where I first saw you Gonna camp in my sleeping bag I'm not gonna move 'Cause if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me And your heart starts to wonder

'Cause they ain't never seen a war like me. Son of Sam. Goddamn, I might be the son of Sam. The only child of a holy man. I stand alone for all to see, (Goddamn) Son of Sam. Son of Sam. Paint it black and white if you like, And I will catch you, but who

Every time you talk to me Every time we talk In our own true way But I don't mind if you say It's takes a lot to get to the top And a little just to fall off quick And I think I've seen you here before Sometimes you fly so high

Good morning Get on down Hustlers, that's if you're still livin' Every time that we hear them Get, get on down Uh, good morning Wake up, Mr. West, Mr. West, Mr. Fresh Mr. by-his-self-he-so-impressed I mean, damn, did you even see the test

It's got to get better in a little while. Don't you know what's wrong with me? I'm seeing things I don't want to see. Sniffing things that ain't no good for me. I'm going down fast, won't you say a prayer for me? The sun's got to shine on my guitar

Finally all the world will see. Rise again before the endless silence. Burn your soul before we'll all be free. Light the path beneath the blackened, burning sky! One final sacrifice, this night belongs to me. Turn back before the dawn of Winter. So far

If we had Your eyes (if we had Your eyes) If we had Your eyes We’d see things right Then most things won’t be as they seem People judge from what they see If we could just see from Your point of view Can you spare some change is what I heard him say At