And all I want from tomorrow is to get it better than today.

And how do I choose and where do I draw the line between truth and necessary pain?
And how do I know and where do I get my belief that things will be all right again?

In the outskirts and in the fringes, in the corner and out of the grip.

In the city late tonight - double feature, black and white - "Bitter Tears" and "Taxi to the Klo".

Make future plans, don't dream about yesterday, hey c'mon, turn this thing around.

Bad luck and trouble's been my only friend, I've been down ever since I was ten.

And when we started talking, I could not believe my ears, you said you were a Braves fan even through the rotten years.

You see the world through your cynical eyes, you're a troubled young man I can tell.

You a grand slammer, but you no Babe Ruth, you gotta learn how to relate.

I know the rent is in arrears, the dog has not been fed in years, it's even worse than it appears but, it's all right.

The time to hesitate is through, no time to wallow in the mire.

Honestly, honestly, unless it hurts why do it?

Morrow's long-awaited return.

Never sleep, 'cause sleep is the cousin of death.

Can you feel it, see it, hear it today? If you can't, then it doesn't matter anyway.