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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