First approximation of the lyrics to this striking song.
// I like it, but I sure as hell don't understand it.
I might just change my mind
Sometimes you can never tell
How a story will unwind
How deep is the shallow ground
Sometimes you can never tell
Who's all talk and who just might
Find a way or lose themselves
On the Kings Highway tonight
I am just like many more
Who lie in bed, still and numb
Waking up then I can see
Just how dark it has become
Who knows no better angels now
Who knows none but earthly light
Who is waiting for a stranger
On the Kings Highway tonight
It wasn't how I had it planned
When it finally came around
I took a man with my own hands
But I held him close when he went down
He hadn't time to be afraid
His look was only of surprise
Staring up from where he lay
On the Kings Highway tonight
I took the little that he had
Almost as an afterthought
It wouldn't have to've been so bad
To think I killed him just because
He was passing through this town
Only 'cause he looked about right
And he stopped when I flagged him down
On the Kings Highway tonight
I might just change my mind
Sometimes you can never tell
Corrections gratefully accepted by
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--- James Anthony Peter Matthew Mark Luke John Bowditch ---
-------------- pfgumby@yoyo.cc.monash.edu.au --------------
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----- And the piano smells like a piano, -----
----- And the microphone smells like a microphone, -----
----- And they sit at the bar and put bread in my jar -----
----- And it gets all soggy and sinks to the bottom. -----
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