They Shoot Horses, Don't They

What can you trust? You can trust the open eyes Looking out from The body's blood disguise Autumn colors Blinding me from up above It would be fire If we were making love Where is that body? That zeroes in on god Total surrender Like a junkie on the nod I've seen beauty From the belly on & on Tell me something Anything You can hear inside this song Goodnight Palace of pleasure Good morning, blues I guess we'll never know What could've been The dream is over Go back to sleep again Who needs thinking? When the drinks are on the house Evaporating All the time I was in doubt I've been sleeping With a picture of you Love destroys all photographs, its true Goodnight Palace of pleasure Good morning blues I guess we'll never know What could've been The dream is over Go back to sleep again The dream is over Go back to sleep again