Five places One twice the size of Texas In the middle of the drink Circling in it's current Each our own resistance But all in the same direction There's plaque at the axis I would've been content to sit at the rim But I paddle and pant like a dog Away from what I think is the middle The middle has no bone But it's strong enough to keep you there Sustainable waste won't give you a seat at the rim It will swallow my body but I don't belong to it

Oggi piove Nella valle E Roncocesi ormai è alle spalle Torno a casa Come i cani A sbranare Gli aquiloni Yeah Testa o croce passa il tempo Braghe corte e poi In un lampo I ricordi Pelle d'oca E una lacrima Da mezza lira Dove sarai Casa mia Come sarai Vita mia Oh no no no Che sospesi per aria E ci giri via Come fiori Oh no no no Come piume nell'aria Portati via siamo soli Dove sarai Casa mia Come sarai Vita mia Oh no no no Che sospesi per aria E ci giri via Come fiori Oh no no no Come piume nell'aria Portati via siamo soli Na na Nainanana Na na Nainanana If you make him cry Aria siamo aria Nell'aria Solo aria And don't make him cry Testa o croce Torno piano Che quel cerco ormai È già lontano

Well, out of Southern Illinois Come a down home country boy He's gonna make it in the city playin' guitar in the studio Oh, well, he hadn't been there an hour When he met a Broadway flower You know she took him for his money, and she left him in a cheap hotel Oh, well, it's easy for you to see That that country boy is me Say, and how am I gonna ever break the news to the folks back home? Well, I was gonna be a great success Things sure ended up a mess But in the process, I got messed up too But hello mama and dad, I had to call collect 'Cause I ain't got a cent to my name Well, I'm a sleepin' in the hotel doorway And tonight they say it's gonna rain And if you'd only send me some money Oh, I'll be back on my feet again Send it in care of the Sunday Mission Box number ten Well, back in Southern Illinois They're still worryin' 'bout their boy But this boy's goin' home soon as he gets the fare Because as soon as I got my bread I got a pipe upside my head You know they left me in an alley, took my money and my guitar too And hello mama and dad, I had to call collect 'Cause I ain't got a cent to my name Well, I'm a-sleepin' in the hotel doorway And tonight they say it's gonna rain And if you'd only send me some money I'll be back on my feet again Send it in care of the Sunday Mission Box number ten

Lazy days in mid July Country Sunday mornin' Dusty haze on summer highways Sweet magnolia callin' But now and then I find myself Thinkin' of the days When we were walkin' in the Alabama Rain Drive in movies, Friday nights Drinkin' beer and laughin' Somehow things were always right I just don't know what happened But now and then I find myself Thinkin' of the days When we were walkin' in the Alabama Rain We were only kids but then I never heard it said That kids can't fall in love and feel the same I can still remember the first time I told you I loved you On a dusty mid July Country summer's evenin' A weepin' willow sang its lullabies And shared its secrets But now and then I find myself Thinkin' of the days When we were walkin' in the Alabama Rain Walkin' in the Alabama Rain

I guess that it was bound to happen Was just a matter of time Now I've come to my decision And it's a one of the painful kind 'Cause now it seems that you wanted a martyr Just a regular guy wouldn't do But baby, I can't hang upon no lover's cross for you You really gotta hand it to ya 'Cause girl you really tried But for every time that we spent laughin' There were two times that I cried And you were tryin' to make me your martyr And that's the one thing I just couldn't do 'Cause baby, I can't hang upon no lover's cross for you 'Cause tables are meant for turnin' And people are bound to change And bridges are meant for burnin' When the people and memories They join aren't the same Still I hope that you can find another Who can take what I could not He'll have to be a super guy Or maybe a super god 'Cause I never was much of a martyr before And I ain't 'bout to start nothin' new And baby, I can't hang upon no lover's cross for you 'Cause tables are meant for turnin' And people are bound to change And bridges are meant for burnin' When the people and memories They join aren't the same But I hope that you can find another Who can take what I could not He'll have to be a super guy Or maybe a super god 'Cause I never was much of a martyr before And I ain't 'bout to start nothin' new And baby, I can't hang upon no lover's cross for you

Don't you know I had a dream last night That you were here with me Lyin' by my side so soft and warm And we talked a while And shared a smile And then we shared the dawn But when I woke up Oh, my dream it was gone Don't you know I had a dream last night And you were here with me Lyin' by my side so soft and warm And you said you'd thought it over You said you were coming home But when I woke up Oh, my dream it was gone I'm not the same Can you blame me Is it hard to understand I can't forget You can't change me I am not that kind of man Don't you know I had a dream last night And ev'rything was still And you were by my side so soft and warm And I dreamed that we were lovers In the lemon scented rain But when I woke up Oh, I found that again, I had been Dreamin', dreamin' again I had been dreamin,' dreamin' again

I don't gamble, I don't fight, I don't be hangin' in the bars at night, Yeah, I used to be a fighter but Now I am a wiser man. I don't drink much, I don't smoke, I don't be hardly mess around with no dope. Yeah, I used to be a problem but Now I am a careful man. But if you used to want to see a commotion, You shoulda seen the man that I used to be, I was trouble in perpetual motion, Trouble with a capital "T". Stayin' out late, havin' fun And shot off every single shot in my gun. Yeah, I used to be a lover but Now I'm an older man. But if you used to want to see a commotion, You shoulda seen the man that I used to be, I was trouble in perpetual motion, Trouble with a capital "T". Stayin' out late, havin' fun And shot off every single shot in my gun. Yeah I used to be a terror but Now I am a tired old man. Yeah I used to be a terror but Now I am a tired old man.