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******i crossed the rubicon on the 14th day |
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of the most dangerous month of the year |
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at the worst time, at the worst place |
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thats all i seem to hear |
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i got up early |
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so i can greet the goddess of the dawn |
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ive painted my wagon, abandoned all hope |
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and i crossed the rubicon |
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well, the rubicon is a red river |
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goin gently as she flows |
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redder than your ruby lips |
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and the blood that flows from the rose |
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three miles north of purgatory |
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one step from the great beyond |
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i prayed to the cross, i kissed the girls |
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and i crossed the rubicon |
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what are these dark days i see? |
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in this world so badly bent |
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i cannot redeem the time |
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the time so idly spent |
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how much longer can it last? |
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how long can it go on? |
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i embrace my love |
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put down my hair |
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and i crossed the rubicon |
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i can feel the bones beneath my skin |
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and theyre tremblin with rage |
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ill make your wife a widow |
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youll never see old age |
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show me one good man in sight |
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that the sun shines down upon |
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i pawned my watch, i paid my debts |
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and i crossed the rubicon |
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put my hide up on a hill |
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where some happiness ill find |
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if i survive, then let me love |
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let the hour be mine |
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take the high road, take the low |
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take any one youre on |
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i poured a cup, i passed it along |
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and i crossed the rubicon |
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well, you defiled the most lovely flowers |
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in all her womanhood |
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others can be tolerant |
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others can be good |
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ill cut you up with a the crooked knife |
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lord, ill miss you when youre gone |
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i stood between heaven and earth |
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and i crossed the rubicon |
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you wont find any happiness here |
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no happiness or joy |
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go back to the gutter, try your luck |
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find you some nice pretty boy |
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tell me how many men i need |
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and who can i count upon |
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i strapped my belt, i buttoned my coat |
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and i crossed the rubicon |
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i feel the holy spirit inside |
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see the light that freedom gives |
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i believe its in the reach of |
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every man who lives |
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keep as far away as possible |
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its darkest fore the dawn (oh lord) |
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i turned the key, i broke it off |
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and i crossed the rubicon |
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mornin baby, i used to look my mind |
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i truly believe that you are |
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couldnt be anybody else but you |
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whos come with me this far |
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the killing frost is on the ground |
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and the autumn leaves are gone |
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i lit the torch, looked to the east |
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and i crossed the rubicon |
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