Still Life

By Jim Carroll and Lenny Kaye I don't believe in sin But maybe I'll begin A vagrant evil's climbing up my skin The shadows from last week Are dancing in the street In homage to the darkness closing in It's hard to say what's different each new morning I need some clue to tell me when or where But it seems I must believe Night wears it on its sleeve A warning that the time's come to prepare . . . I owe so much to someone I've watched her teardrops fall Like wings that melted reaching for the sun I need her to be near To clarify the dangers I didn't come this far to die with strangers I can't explain exactly what I'm saying But you're the only reason I still care