Steve Earle — Rake

I used to wake and run with the moon I lived like a rake and a young man I covered my lovers with flowers and wounds My laughter, the devil would frighten The sun, it'd come up and beat me back down But every cruel day had its nightfall I'd welcome the stars with wine and guitars Full of fire and forgetful Well, my body was sharp, the dark air clean And outrage my joyful companion And whispering women, how sweet they did seem Kneeling for me to command them And time was like water, but I was the sea And I'd never noticed it passing Except for the turning of night into day And the turning of day into cursing You look at me now and don't think I don't know What all of your eyes are saying So he wants us to believe these ravings and lies Just tricks that his brains been a-playing A lover of women, he can't hardly stand He trembles, he's bent, and he's broken Well, I've fallen, it's true, but I say unto you Hold your tongues until after I've spoken I was taking my pride in the pleasures I'd known I laughed and thought I'd be forgiven But my laughter turned round, eyes blazing, and said "My friend, we're holding a wedding" I buried my face, but it spoke once again It's the night to the day that we're binding And now the dark air is like fire on my skin And even the moonlight is blinding