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Into the Water
Darkened sky is full of Light
Such a rare display
On the airwaves hourly
Forgetting how to pray
Like a giant tanker spill
On that darkened day
Into the water
Into the water
Into the water I will run
Had enough of promises
Had enough of lies
Brought me here against my will
Frozen and denied
Brush your finger 'cross my skin
While my body dries
Into the water
Into the water
Into the water I will run
I will run to the river
I will run to the sea
Run where the water
Rushes over me
Under the waterfall
Into the rain
Into the water
Into the water
Into the water I will run
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Hell of a Mess
My hell is callin’
My halo’s callin’ out to me
But they’ll have to meet me in a compromising place you see
They’ll have to greet me half way there
To stake a claim on me
My past is callin’
Some echo is bouncing back to me
But they’ll have to go out of their way
To rendezvous with me
They’ll have to promise something more
Than wasting time with me
My devil’s callin’
Some god is callin’ out to me
But they’ll have to come down to the earth
To prove themselves to me
They’ll have to own up to this mess
And clean it up for you and me
It’s a hell of a mess you find yourself
Wallowing in
Knee deep in sin
Might as well clean up
Or go out hollering in style
But you’re accustomed to accept
My guilt is wandering
My innocence is wondering what to do
But they’ll have to fight it out
To even have a chance with me
They’ll have to go a few more rounds
To win the right to punish me
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Hard to Understand
The less I know about you
Makes it hard to understand
Hard to understand your view
The hardest thing of all this
Not just the absence of a kiss
But all the ways you are remiss, aren’t you
You’ve got this view
Of my world
I’m all hung up on you
The less I know about you
Makes it hard to understand
Hard to understand your view
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Brushin' Off the Dirt
Once in a while
I just have to pause and ponder
And I smile and wander
Through my bold imagination
Sometimes wild, withdrawn
Or going through the motions
Long ago gave up the notion
Of some immortality
Someone say
Stand by the gates and wait for me
‘Cause I’m on my way
Give me a smile and then a wave
Back in the day
I was on my game and ever brave
But now my soul it sails away
I’m born today
Every other day
I just have to stop and marvel
As my frown unravels
At the people along the way
Youthful intent misspent
Or shining through with promise
Long ago gave up the dramas
Of some ghostly mystery
I’m brushing off the dirt
Shruggin’ off the hurt
Put on my wings
And if I didn’t earn ‘em
I’ll burn ‘em
Walk that last tunnel
And if those lights blind me
Don’t send someone to find me
I know it’s not that far
I’m not dead
I’ll just continue on that journey
When they roll me off that gurney
And they lay me on my bed
Don’t say a prayer
I don’t think no one an hear it
But I’ll wait for you and cheer
When you come through the clouds to me
Someone say
Stand by the gates and wait for me
‘Cause I’m on my way
Give me a smile and then a wave
Back in the day
I was on my game and ever brave
But now my soul it sails away
I’m born today
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Private Saloon
I've been waiting so long to get out
I've been staring out the window
No binocular, just my naked eye
I feel I’m getting thinner
There’s so many things I wanted to consume
Never lost my appetite
In my private saloon
Don’t talk to me
Just let me think about it
I’m really all alone
Even though the room is crowded
I’ve been hoping
To get patents on my mind’s inventions
Merely coping
Misunderstanding my intentions
I’ll do anything just to survive
I take it back
I’ll never compromise
Please talk to me
I don’t want to think about it
There’s an empty chair
In my private saloon
When the war was on
I was glad I was not alone
Now the war is over
And I’m lying here
In the twilight zone
I’ll go in peace
Even though the mass ain’t ended
I need release
My animation is suspended
Please walk with me
I want to touch your hand
And stare up at the snowflakes
You’re giving me a scare
The weather’s changing
In my private saloon
Someday I’ll sell this place
And I won’t have to sit here
Counting everything
I’ll throw a farewell party
With one provision
Nobody goes home
I’ll go to pieces
God bless me, the mass is ended
Oh, did I put you off?
No offence intended
I thought I told you
I forgot, nobody’s psychic
It’s open house
In my private saloon
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Full Moon
The full moon is here
Am I ready to face
My lost desire
That secret place
Go down low, go down low
Where the well springs from
The loss of what’s clear
And the call of the crow
The voices you hear
Rising up from below
Go down low, go down low
Where the well springs from
Walking
Through the waves along the shore
And the one you hunger for
Always moving
Rising
Ever pacing in the flow
The embracing undertow
Never takes you
Whitecaps, a buoyant memory
Soul prints that fade
Gull cry, a song that’s wending
Salt on the tongue
The full moon is here
Am I ready to face
That lost desire
That secret place
Go down low, go down low
Where the well springs from
Go down low, go down low
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Wintergarden
Under gardens of winter
Seeds of the spring
Seeds of the spring
He strolls gardens of winter
Heart on the ground
Heart in the ground
One petal falls onto the earth
Falls like a memory
Waiting to give birth to the night
Closing your eyes
All creatures of winter
Sleep in the snow
Blanket of snow
Leaving gardens of winter
Naked alone, naked alone
One beating drum, call of the crow
Sounds like a memory
Waiting to go into the night
Closing your eyes
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Time Takes You
Time takes you into yourself
I can’t follow another day of mystery
I been long on the shelf, got my bottle
And wash away the misery
Everybody’s so afraid, I can’t help you
You need some company
And when your body’s all alone
Your mind, it ain’t that far behind
Time takes you ‘round the sun
And the earth spins for another day
I hope it goes around for awhile
And my worth increases far more than my pay
Everybody’s made of gold
But they’re treated like some kind of stone
And when your spirit grows old I hope
It hovers near the earth
Time takes you ‘round the bend
And it stretches into infinity
I hope it goes around and around
And delivers you into divinity
Everybody’s on their own
You can’t help it
You need a place to call a home
And when you’re hung up all alone
Feel the sun
It’s never far behind
Time takes you into yourself
I can’t follow another day of mystery
I been long on the shelf, got my bottle
And wash away the misery
Everybody’s so afraid
I can’t help you
You need some company
And when your body’s all alone
Your mind, it ain’t that far behind
Time takes you into yourself
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Will and Margaret
Bed your horse down in the barn
Come and lie here in my arms
Father is away ‘til dawn
Mother knows you mean no harm
Down our piece of the Roman Line you’ve ridden
Though we both know our love’s forbidden
William
Meet me somewhere safer from now on
In your letter last you wrote
I received your photograph
Painful as it is to hold
Not compared with what you’ve told
Come November your trying situation
Will be gone like the autumn harvest
Margaret
Meet me somewhere Sunday afternoon
Though your father is unmoved
We stand on the higher ground
Love, like the breaking dawn
Signals with no sound
Come November your trying situation
Will be gone like the autumn harvest
Margaret
Meet me somewhere Sunday afternoon
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Cobalt Town Blues
In a mining town in the Congo
The dust blows ‘round
And the lungs shut down
The greed that supplies the charge for the west
Is the seed that grows into a bomb
Inside a chest
The food that fed the Fat Man
Fuel for Little Boy
Is sprinkled on the batteries
That drive our little toys
Marie Curie’s inspiration
A death sentence for a generation
You feel your batteries running down
When the dust comes down
On this cobalt town
Load the truck for forty dollars
They turn it around
For thirty thousand more
Swinging a pick
Or digging with a shovel
He’s got to make a living
And he’s heard about the trouble
The food that fed the Fat Man
Fuel for Little Boy
Is sprinkled on the batteries
That drive our little toys
Marie Curie’s inspiration
A death sentence for a generation
You feel your batteries running down
When the dust comes down
On this cobalt town
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New World Century
The cities are under siege
The countries split like trees
Hell is down around the block
Creeping like the doomsday clock
The hands that rein the horseman in
Are guiding us through fields of sin
The laws of lands they don’t apply
The gates of hell are open wide
I wish tomorrow
Was the end of yesterday
Let the sun come washing over me
Civil tongues and sober thoughts
Have all been led astray
Sense is on vacation
In the new world way
The cradle’s easy
The grave’s nothing to fear
The part that’s in between’s
A mighty tough career
Put your ear down to the ground
You get nothing but dirt
The word from every street
Is lies and hurt
I wish tomorrow
Was the end of yesterday
Let the sun come washing over me
Civil tongues and sober thoughts
Have all been led astray
Sense is on vacation
In the new world way
The ruin of the innocent
Ascending fear and truth’s descent
Skeptics are just ignorant
And freedom born of vigilance
Hypocrisy, the mother tongue
Your posturing has all been done
History’s got lessons you won’t learn
The hubris flows
Through shallow lies
Embedded in your suits and ties
Smug superiority
Assuming your majority
I think tomorrow
Is beginning to be clear
Let the water wash all over me
Civil tongues and sober thoughts
Can all come back this way
Permanent vacation for
The new world century
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Train Song
In the country train is singing
Time is bringing us along
Sun is gleaming on those steel rails
We’ve been riding for so long
Hear your whistle blow
Coming ‘round
Every station, every town
In the mountains, in the valley
Got an engine, just won’t stall
Coal is burning, feel a yearning
Ties that bind us to the soil
Hear your whistle blow
Coming ‘round
Every station, every town
When that line comes up to meet you
I’ll go down that path with you
Every bridge and every crossing
I’ll go down there too
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No More Reason
I’m in the rain
And my search is done
My shadow’s cast
And he feels the sun
No point in looking for the gloom
When it’s washed away
I feel a change and I throw it away
You feel it twice
And it’s here to stay
A Buffalo Bill can adapt
But the rest just stray
And now there’s just no more reason
It is the end of the killing season
No more reason to die
No more reason
No more reason
No more reason to die
Sitting Bull saw the end of the road
Gave up his arms
Joined a traveling show
Nothing to fight
He’s hit the big time now
And Annie had a way with the gun
She hit the mark
With the best of the sons
But now she’s sweeping up dust
At the end of the road
And now there’s just no more reason
It is the end of the killing season
No more reason to die
No more reason
No more reason
No more reason to die
You feel the noose
And your throat is thick
Cast off the dead
You prefer the quick
Gather grief for the earth
‘Cause she’s all alone
I love the light
But I thrive in the night
A pacifist at heart
But I spoil for a fight
But if the gun’s out of style
You learn how to live for awhile
And now there’s just no more reason
It is the end of the killing season
No more reason to die
No more reason
No more reason
No more reason to die
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