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I awoke today and found the frost Perched on the town It hovered in a frozen sky, then it Gobbled summer down When the sun turns traitor cold and all The trees are shivering in a naked row I get the urge for going But I never seem to go I get the urge for going When the meadow grass is turning brown Summertime is falling down and winter Is closing in I had me a man in summertime He had summer-colored skin And not another girl in town My darlings heart could win But when the leaves fell on the ground Bully winds came around, pushed them face Down in the snow He got the urge for going And I had to let him go He got the urge for going When the meadow grass was turning brown Summertime was falling down and winter Was closing in Now the warriors of winter they gave a Cold triumphant shout And all that stays is dying and all that Lives is getting out See the geese in chevron flight flapping And racing on before the snow They got the urge for going And they got the wings so they can go They get the urge for going When the meadow grass is turning brown Summertime is falling down and winter Is closing in Ill ply the fire with kindling now Ill pull the blankets up to my chin Ill lock the vagrant winter out and Ill fold my wandering in Id like to call back summertime Have her stay for just another Month or so But shes got the urge for gong So I guess shell have to go She gets the urge for going When the meadow grass is turning brown All her empires falling down And winters closing in And I get the urge for going When the meadow grass is turning brown And summertime is falling down

Out on some borderline Some mark of in between I lay down golden-in time And woke up vanishing Sweet bird you are Briefer than a falling star All these vain promises on beauty jars Somewhere with your wings on time You must be laughing Behind our eyes Calendars of our lives Circled with compromise Sweet bird of time and change You must be laughing Up on your feathers laughing Golden in time Cities under the sand Power, ideals and beauty Fading in everyones hand Give me some time I feel like Im losing mine Out here on this horizon line With the earth spinning And the sky forever rushing No one knows They can never get that close Guesses at most Guesses based on what each set of time and change is touching Guesses based on what each set of time and change is touching Guesses based on what each set of time and change is touching

The priest sat in the airport bar He was wearing his fathers tie And his eyes looked into my eyes so far Whenever the words ran dry Behind the lash and the circles blue He looked as only a priest can: through And his eyes said me and his eyes said you And my eyes said, Let us try He said, You wouldnt like it here No, its no place you should share The roof is ripped with hurricanes And the room is always bare I need the wind and I seek the cold He reached past the wine for my hand to hold And he saw me young, and he saw me old And he saw me sitting there Then he took his contradictions out And he splashed them on my brow So which words was I then to doubt When choosing what to vow Should I choose them all-should I make them mine The sermons, the hymns and the valentines And he asked for truth and he asked for time And he asked for only now Now the trials are trumpet scored Oh will we pass the test Or just as one loves more and more Will one love less and less Oh come lets run from this ring were in Where the Christians clap and the Germans grin Saying let them lose, crying let them win Oh make them both confess

Light up light up Light up your lazy blue eyes Moons up nights up Takin the town by surprise Night time night time Day left an hour ago City light time Must you get ready so slow There are places to come from and places to go Night in the city looks pretty to me Night in the city looks fine Music comes spilling out into the street Colors go flashing in time Take off take off Take off your stay-at-home shoes Break off shake off Chase off those stay-at-home blues Stairway stairway Down to the crowds in the street They go their way Looking for faces to greet But we run on laughing with no one to meet Night in the city looks pretty to me Night in the city looks fine Music comes spilling out into the street Colors go waltzing in time

Lesson in Survival Spinning out on turns That gets you tough Guru books-the Bible Only a reminder That youre just not good enough You need to believe in something Once I could in our love Black road Double yellow line Friends and kin Campers in the kitchen Thats fine sometimes But I know my needs My sweet tumbleweed I need more quiet times By a river flowing You and me Deep kisses And the sun going down Maybe its paranoia Maybe its sensitivity Your friends protect you Scrutinize me I get so damn timid Not at all the spirit Thats inside of me Oh baby I cant seem to make it With you socially Theres this reef around me Im looking way out at the ocean Love to see that green water in motion Im going to get a boat And we can row it If you ever get the notion To be needed by me Fresh salmon frying And the tide rolling in I went to see a friend tonight Was very late when I walked in My talking as it rambled Revealed suspicious reasoning The visit seemed to darken him I came in as bright As a neon light And I burned out Right there before him I told him these things Im telling you now Watched them buckle up In his brow When you dig down deep You lose good sleep And it makes you Heavy company I will always love you Hands alike Magnet and iron The souls

I wonder who they are The men who really run this land And I wonder why they run it With such a thoughtless hand Tell me what are their names And on what street do they live? Id like to ride right over This afternoon and give Them a piece of my mind About peace for mankind Peace is not An awful lot To ask

There was a moon and a street lamp I didnt know I drank such a lot Till I pissed a tequila-anaconda The full length of the parking lot! Oh, I talk too loose Again I talk too open and free I pay a high price for my open talking Like you do for your silent mystery Come and talk to me Please talk to me Talk to me, talk to me Mr. Mystery We could talk about Martha We could talk about landscapes Im not above gossip But Ill sit on a secret where honor is at stake! Or we could talk about power About Jesus and Hitler and Howard Hughes Or Charlie Chaplins movies Or Bergmans nordic blues Please just talk to me Any old theme you choose Just come and talk to me Mr. Mystery, talk to me You could talk like a fool-Id listen You could talk like a sage Anyway the best of my mind All goes down on the strings and the page That mind picks up all these pictures It still gets my feet up to dance Even though its covered with keyloids From the slings and arrows of outrageous romance I stole that from Willy the Shake! You know--Neither a borrower nor a lender be Romeo, Romeo talk to me! Is your silence that golden? Are you comfortable in it? Is it the key to your freedom Or is it the bars on your prison? Are you gagged by your ribbons? Are you really exclusive or just miserly? You spend every sentence as if it was marked currency! Come and spend some on me-- Shut me up and talk to me! Im always talking! Chicken squawking! Please talk to me

Every picture has its shadows And it has some source of light Blindness, blindness and sight The perils of benefactors The blessings of parasites Blindness, blindness and sight Threatened by all things Devil of cruelty Drawn to all things Devil of delight Mythical devil of the ever-present laws Governing blindness, blindness and sight Suntans in reservation dining rooms Pale miners in their lantern rays Night, night and day Hostage smile on presidents Freedom scribbled in the subway Its like night, night and day Threatened by all things God of cruelty Drawn to all things God of delight Mythical god of the everlasting laws Governing day, day and night Critics of all expression Judges in black and white Saying its wrong, saying its right Compelled by prescribed standards Or some ideals we fight For wrong, wrong and right Threatened by all things Man of cruelty - mark of Cain Drawn to all things Man of delight - born again, born again Man of the laws, the ever-broken laws Governing wrong, wrong and right Governing wrong, wrong and right Wrong and right

The blonde in the bleachers She flips her hair for you Above the loudspeakers You start to fall She follows you home But you miss living alone You can still hear sweet mysteries Calling you The bands and the roadies Lovin em and leavin em Its pleasure to try em Its trouble to keep em Cause it seems like youve gotta give up Such a piece of your soul When you give up the chase Feeling it hot and cold Youre in rock n roll Its the nature of the race Its the unknown child So sweet and wild Its youth Its too good to waste She tapes her regrets To the microphone stand She says, You cant hold the hand Of a rock n roll man Very long Or count on your plans With a rock n roll man Very long Compete with the fans For your rock n roll man For very long The girls and the bands And the rock n roll man

Papas faith is people Mama she believes in cleaning Papas faith is in people Mama shes always cleaning Papa brought home the sugar Mama taught me the deeper meaning She dont like my kick pleat skirt She dont like my eyelids painted green She dont like me staying up late In my high-heeled shoes Living for that RocknRoll dancing scene Papa says Leave the girl alone, Mother Shes looking like a Movie Queen Mama thinks she spoilt me Papa knows somehow he set me free Mama thinks she spoilt me rotten She blames herself But papa he blesses me Its a rough road to travel Mama let go now Its always called for me Sometimes I get that feeling And I want to settle And raise a child up with somebody I get that strong longing And I want to settle And raise a child up with somebody But it passes like the summer Im a wild seed again Let the wind carry me

Caught in the middle Carol, were middle class Were middle aged We were wild in the old days Birth of rock n roll days Now your kids are coming up straight My childs a stranger, I bore her But I could not raise her Nothing lasts for long Nothing lasts for long Nothing lasts for long Down at the Chinese Café Wed be dreaming on our dimes Wed be playing, Oh my love, my darling One more time Uranium money Is booming in the old home town now Its putting up sleek concrete Tearing the old landmarks down now Paving over brave little parks Ripping off Indian land again How long, how long Short-sighted business man Ah nothing lasts for long Nothing lasts for long Nothing lasts for long Down at the Chinese Café Wed be dreaming on our dimes Wed be playing, You give your love so sweetly One more time Christmas is sparkling Out on Carols lawn This girl of my childhood games With kids nearly grown and gone Grown so fast Like the turn of a page We look like our mothers did now When we were those kids age Nothing lasts for long Nothing lasts for long Nothing lasts for long Down at the Chinese Café Wed be dreaming on our dimes Wed be playing, Oh my love, my darling Ive hungered for your touch A long lonely time And time goes by so slowly And time can do so much Are you still mine? I need your love I need your love God speed your love to me (Time goes - where does the time go I wonder where the time goes)

Where are you now Are you in some hotel room Does it have a view? Are you caught in a crowd Or holding some honey Who came on to you? Why do you have to be so jive Ok hang up the phone It hurts But something survives Though its undermined Id still like to see you sometime Im feeling so good And my friends all tell me That Im looking fine I run in the woods I spring from the boulders Like a mama lion Im not ready to Change my name again But you know Im not after A piece of your fortune And your fame Cause I tasted mine Id just like to see you sometime Pack your suspenders Ill come meet your plane No need to surrender I just want to see you again Were in for more rain I could sure use some sunshine on my apple trees It seems such a shame We start out so kind and end so heartlessly I couldnt take them all on then With a headful of questions and hypes So when the hopes got so slim I just resigned But Id still like to see you sometime Id sure like to see you

Three waitresses all wearing Black diamond earrings Talking about zombies And Singapore slings No trouble in their faces Not one anxious voice None of the crazy you get From too much choice The thumb and the satchel Or the rented Rolls-Royce And you think she knows something By the second refill You think shes enlightened As she totals your bill You say Show me the way To Barangrill Well some say its in service They say Humble Makes Pure Youre hoping its near Folly Cause youre headed that way for sure And you just have to laugh Cause its all so crazy Ah, her minds on her boyfriend And eggs over easy Its just a trick on you Her mirrors and your will So you ask the truck driver On the way to the till But hes just a slave To Barangrill The guy at the gaspumps Hes got a lot of soul He sings Merry Christmas for you Just like Nat King Cole And he makes up his own tune Right on the spot About whitewalls and windshields And this job hes got And you want to get moving And you want to stay still But lost in the moment Some longing gets filled And you even forget to ask Hey, Wheres Barangrill?

I was an unmarried girl Id just turned twenty-seven When they sent me to the sisters For the way men looked at me Branded as a jezebel I knew I was not bound for Heaven Id be cast in shame Into the Magdalene Laundries Most girls come here pregnant Some by their own fathers Bridget got that belly by her parish priest Were trying to get things white as snow All of us woe-begotten daughters In the streaming stains Of the Magdalene Laundries Prostitutes and destitutes And temptresses like me Fallen women Sentenced into dreamless drudgery Why do they call this heartless place Our Lady of Charity? Oh charity! These bloodless brides of Jesus If they had just once glimpsed their groom Then theyd know, and theyd drop the stones Concealed behind their rosaries They wilt the grass they walk upon They leech the light out of a room Theyd like to drive us down the drain At the Magdalene Laundries Peg OConnell died today She was a cheeky girl A flirt They just stuffed her in a hole! Surely to God youd think at least some bells should ring! One day Im going to die here too And theyll plant me in the dirt Like some lame bulb That never blooms come any spring Not any spring No, not any spring Not any spring

Back in 1957 We had to dance a foot apart And they hawk-eyed us from the sidelines Holding their rulers without a heart And so with just a touch of our fingers Ah, it could make our circuitry explode All we ever wanted Was just to come in from the cold Come in Come in from the cold We were so young Oh come in Come in from the cold We really thought we had a purpose We were so anxious to achieve We had hope The world held promise For a slave to liberty Freely I slaved away for something better And I was bought and sold And all I ever wanted Was just to come in from the cold Come in from the cold We were so sure Oh come in Come in from the cold I feel your legs under the table Leaning into mine I feel renewed I feel disabled By these bonfires in my spine I dont know who the arsonist was Which incendiary soul But all I ever wanted Was just to come in from the cold Come in from the cold You were too warm Oh come in Come in from the cold I am not some stone commission Like a statue in a park I am flesh and blood and vision I am howling in the dark Long blue shadows of the jackals Are falling on a pay phone by the road Oh, all they ever wanted Was just to come in from the cold Come in from the cold I was so low Oh come in Come in from the cold Is this just vulgar electricity Is this the edifying fire It was so pure Does your smiles covert complicity Debase as it admires Just a flu with a temperature Are you just checking out your mojo Or am I just fighting off growing old Just a high fever All I ever wanted Was just to come in from the cold Come in from the cold It was so pure Please come in Come in from the cold I know we never will be perfect Never entirely clear When the moon shines We get hurt and we just panic And we strike out Out of fear You were only being kind I fear the sentence of this solitude Two hundred years on hold For my loving crime Oh and all we ever wanted Was just to come in from the cold Come in Come in from the cold When the moon shines Oh come in Come in from the cold When I thought life had some meaning When I thought Id had some choice I was running blind And I made some value judgments In a self-important voice I was outta line, outta line But then absurdity came over me And I longed to lose control Into no mind Oh all I ever wanted Was just to come in from the cold Come in from the cold You were so kind Please come in Come in from the cold Oh Come in come in Come in from the cold Oh Come in come in Come in from the cold Please come in Come in from the cold ...

Yesterday a child came out to wonder Caught a dragonfly inside a jar Fearful when the sky was full of thunder And tearful at the falling of a star Then the child moved ten times round the seasons Skated over ten clear frozen streams Words like, when youre older, must appease him And promises of someday make his dreams And the seasons they go round and round And the painted ponies go up and down Were captive on the carousel of time We cant return we can only look behind From where we came And go round and round and round In the circle game Sixteen springs and sixteen summers gone now Cartwheels turn to car wheels thru the town And they tell him Take your time, it wont be long now Till you drag your feet to slow the circles down And the seasons they go round and round And the painted ponies go up and down Were captive on the carousel of time We cant return we can only look behind From where we came And go round and round and round In the circle game So the years spin by and now the boy is twenty Though his dreams have lost some grandeur coming true Therell be new dreams, maybe better dreams and plenty Before the last revolving year is through And the seasons they go round and round And the painted ponies go up and down Were captive on the carousel of time We cant return, we can only look behind From where we came And go round and round and round In the circle game

Through the windless wells of wonder By the throbbing light machine In a tea leaf trance or under Orders from the king and queen Songs to aging children come Aging children, I am one People hurry by so quickly Dont they hear the melodies In the chiming and the clicking And the laughing harmonies Songs to aging children come Aging children, I am one Some come dark and strange like dying Crows and ravens whistling Lines of weeping, strings of crying So much said in listening Songs to aging children come Aging children, I am one Does the moon play only silver When it strums the galaxy Dying roses will they will their Perfumed rhapsodies to me Songs to aging children came This is one

The Minus is loveless He talks to the land And the leaves fall And the pond over-ices She dont know the system, Plus She dont understand Shes got all the wrong fuses and splices Shes not going to fix it up Too easy The masking tape tangles Its sticky and black And the copper Proud headed Queen Lizzie Conducts little charges That dont get charged back Well the technical manuals busy Shes not going to fix it up too easy And she holds out her flashlight And she shines it on me She wants me to tell her What the trouble might be Well Im learning Its peaceful With a good dog and some trees Out of touch with the breakdown Of this century Theyre not going to fix it up Too easy We once loved-together And we floodlit that time Input-output-electricity But the lines overloaded And the sparks started flying And the loose wires Were lashing out at me Shes not going to fix that up Too easy But she holds out her candle And she shines it in And she begs him to show her How to fix it again While the song that he sang her To soothe her to sleep Runs all through her circuits Like a heartbeat Shes not going to fix it up Too easy

Im down to a roll of dimes Im stalking the slot thats hot I keep hearing bells all around me Jingling in the lucky jackpots They keep you tantalized They keep you reaching for your wallet Here in fools paradise I talked to a cat from Des Moines He said he ran a cleaning plant That cat was clanking with coin Well, he must have had a genie in a lamp Cause every time, I dropped a dime, I blew it He kept ringing bells, nothing to it He got three oranges, three lemons, three cherries, three plums Im losing my taste for fruit Watching the dry cleaner do it Like Midas in a polyester suit Its all luck, its just luck You get a little lucky and you make a little money I followed him down the strip He picked out a booth at Circus Circus Where the cowgirls fill the room with their big balloons The Cleaner was pitching with purpose He had Dinos and Pooh Bears and lions, pink and blue there He couldnt lose there Its all luck, its just luck Des Moines was stacking the chips Raking off the tables Ringing the bandits bells This is a story thats a drag to tell in some ways Since I lost every dime I laid on the line But the cleaner from Des Moines Could put a coin In the door of a John and get twenty for one, its just luck Lucky, lucky, so lucky, real lucky That cats got luck That cats got luck That cats got luck That cats got luck That cats got luck Really lucky Lucky Lucky Lucky Lucky, lucky, lucky Lucky, lucky, lucky Lucky Lucky Lucky, lucky Lucky, lucky Lucky

When Charlie speaks of Lester You know someone great has gone The sweetest swinging music man Had a Porkie Pig hat on A bright star In a dark age When the bandstands had a thousand ways Of refusing a black man admission Black musician In those days they put him in an Underdog position Cellars and chittlins When Lester took him a wife Arm and arm went black and white And some saw red And drove them from their hotel bed Love is never easy Its short of the hope we have for happiness Bright and sweet Love is never easy street! Now we are black and white Embracing out in the lunatic New York night Its very unlikely well be driven out of town Or be hung in a tree Thats unlikely! Tonight these crowds Are happy and loud Children are up dancing in the streets In the sticky middle of the night Summer serenade Of taxi horns and fun arcades Where right or wrong Under neon Every feeling goes on! For you and me The sidewalk is a history book And a circus Dangerous clowns Balancing dreadful and wonderful perceptions They have been handed Day by day Generations on down We came up from the subway On the music midnight makes To Charlies bass and Lesters saxophone In taxi horns and brakes Now Charlies down in Mexico With the healers So the sidewalk leads us with music To two little dancers Dancing outside a black bar Theres a sign up on the awning It says Pork Pie Hat Bar And theres black babies dancing... Tonight!

Turning and turning Within the widening gyre The falcon cannot hear the falconer Things fall apart The centre cannot hold And a blood dimmed tide Is loosed upon the world Nothing is sacred The ceremony sinks Innocence is drowned In anarchy The best lack conviction Given some time to think And the worst are full of passion Without mercy Surely some revelation is at hand Surely its the second coming And the wrath has finally taken form For what is this rough beast Its hour come at last Slouching towards Bethlehem to be born Slouching towards Bethlehem to be born Hoping and hoping As if with my weak faith The spirit of this world Would heal and rise Vast are the shadows That straddle and strafe And struggle in the darkness Troubling my eyes Shaped like a lion It has the head of a man With a gaze as blank And pitiless as the sun As its moving its slow thighs Across the desert sands Through dark indignant Reeling falcons Surely some revelation is at hand Surely its the second coming And the wrath has finally taken form For what is this rough beast Its hour come at last Slouching towards Bethlehem to be born Slouching towards Bethlehem to be born Head of a man, shape of a lion Raging and raging It rises from the deep Opening its eyes After twenty centuries Vexed to a nightmare Out of a stony sleep By a rocking cradle By the Sea of Galilee Surely some revelation is at hand Surely its the second coming And the wrath has finally taken form For what is this rough beast Its hour come at last Slouching towards Bethlehem to be born Slouching towards Bethlehem to be born Head of a man, shape of a lion

Im Don Juans reckless daughter I came out two days on your tail Those two bald-headed days in November Before the first snowflakes sail Out on the vast and subtle plains of mystery A split tongue spirit talks Noble as a nickel chief Striking up an old juke box And he says: Snakes along the railroad tracks. He says, Eagles in jet trails ... He says, Coils around feathers and talons on scales ... Gravel under the belly plates ... He says, Wind in the Wings ... He says, Big bird dragging its tail in the dust ... Snake kite flying on a string. I come from open prairie Given some wisdom and a lot of jive! Last night the ghosts of my old ideas Reran on channel five And it howled so spooky for its eagle soul I nearly broke down and cried But the split tongue spirit laughed at me He says, Your serpent cannot be denied. Our serpents love the whisky bars They love the romance of the crime But didnt I see a neon sign Fester on your hotel blind And a country road come off the wall And swoop down at the crowd at the bar And put me at the top of your danger list Just for being so much like you are! Youre a coward against the altitude-- Youre a coward against the flesh-- Coward--caught between yes and no Reckless this time on the line for yes, yes, yes! Reckless brazen in the play Of your changing traffic lights Coward--slinking down the hall To another restless night As we center behind the eight ball As we rock between the sheets As we siphon the colored language Off the farms and the streets Here in Good-Old-God-Save-America The home of the brave and the free We are all hopelessly oppressed cowards Of some duality Of restless multiplicity Restless for streets and honky tonks Restless for home and routine Restless for country-safety-and her Restless for the likes of reckless me Restless sweeps like fire and rain Over virgin wilderness It prowls like hookers and thieves Through bolt locked tenements Behind my bolt locked door The eagle and the serpent are at war in me The serpent fighting for blind desire The eagle for clarity What strange prizes these battles bring These hectic joys-these weary blues Puffed up and strutting when I think I win Down and shaken when I think I lose There are rivets up here in this eagle There are box cars down there on your snake And we are twins of spirit No matter which route home we take Or what we forsake Were going to come up to the eyes of clarity And well go down to the beads of guile There is danger and education In living out such a reckless life style I touched you on the central plains It was plane to train my twin It was just plane shadow to train shadow But to me it was skin to skin The spirit talks in spectrums He talks to mother earth to father sky Self indulgence to self denial Man to woman Scales to feathers You and I Eagles in the sky You and I Snakes in the grass You and I Crawl and fly You and I

Its coming on Christmas, theyre cutting down trees Putting up reindeer, singing songs of joy and peace Oh, I wish I had a river, I could skate away on Yeah, but it dont snow here, it stays pretty green You want to make a lot of money and split this crazy scene I wish I had a river and I could skate away on Oh, I wish I had a river so high I could teach my feet to fly away, yeah I wish I had a river, I could skate away on But Im so hard to handle, Im selfish and Im sad And I think, yours the only best baby that I ever had Oh, I wish I had a river, I could skate away on She tried hard to help me, tried to put me at ease She loved me so naughty, made me weak in my knees Yeah, I wish I had a river, I could skate away on And I made baby cry, and I made my baby say goodbye And I wish I had a river, I could skate away on I could skate away on, I could skate away on

I hired a coach to take me from confusion to the plane And though we shared a common space I know Ill never meet again The driver with his eyebrows furrowed in the rear-view mirror I read his name and it was plainly written Nathan La Franeer I asked him would he hurry But we crawled the canyons slowly Through the buyers and the sellers Through the burglar bells and the wishing wells With gangs and girly shows The ghostly garden grows The cars and buses bustled thru the bedlam of the day I looked through window-glass at streets and Nathan grumbled at the grey I saw an aging cripple selling Superman balloons The city grated through chrome-plate The clock struck slowly half-past-noon Through the tunnel tiled and turning Into daylight once again I am escaping Once again goodbye To symphonies and dirty trees With parks and plastic clothes The ghostly garden grows He asked me for a dollar more He cursed me to my face He hated everyone who paid to ride And share his common space I picked my bags up from the curb And stumbled to the door Another man reached out his hand Another hand reached out for more And I filled it full of silver And I left the fingers counting And the sky goes on forever Without meter maids and peace parades You feed it all your woes The ghostly garden grows You feed it all your woes The ghostly garden grows

Sisotowbell Lane Noah is fixing the pump in the rain He brings us no shame We always knew that he always knew Up over the hill Jovial neighbours come down when they will With stories to tell Sometimes they do Yes sometimes we do We have a rocking chair Each of us rocks his share Eating muffin buns and berries By the steamy kitchen window Sometimes we do Our tongues turn blue Sisotowbell Lane Anywhere else now would seem very strange The seasons are changing Everyday in everyway Sometimes it is spring Sometimes it is not anything A poet can sing Sometimes we try Yes we always try We have a rocking chair Somedays we rock and stare At the woodlands and the grasslands and the badlands cross the river Sometimes we do We like the view Sisotowbell Lane Go to the city youll come back again To wade through the grain You always do Yes we always do Come back to the stars Sweet well water and pickling jars Well lend you the car We always do Yes sometimes we do We have a rocking chair Someone is always there Rocking rhythms while theyre waiting with the candle in the window Sometimes we do We wait for you

Let me speak, let me spit out my bitterness Born of grief and nights without sleep and festering flesh Do you have eyes? Can you see like mankind sees? Why have you soured and curdled me? Oh you tireless watcher What have I done to you? That you make everything I dread And everything I fear Come true? Once I was blessed I was awaited like the rain Like eyes for the blind Like feet for the lame Kings heard my words And they sought out my company But now the janitors of Shadowland flick their brooms at me Oh you tireless watcher What have I done to you? That you make everything I dread And everything I fear Come true? Ive lost all taste for life Im all complaints Tell me why do you starve the faithful? Why do you crucify the saints? And you let the wicked prosper You let their children frisk like deer And my loves are dead or dying, or they dont come near (We dont despise your chastening God is correcting you) Oh and look who comes to counsel my deep distress Oh, these pompous physicians What carelessness! (Oh all this ranting, all this wind Filling our ears with trash) Breathtaking ignorance adding insult to injury! They come blaming and shaming And shattering me (This vain man wishes to seem wise A man born of asses) Oh you tireless watcher What have I done to you? That you make everything I dread And everything I fear Come true? Already on a bed of sighs and screams And still you torture me with visions You give me terrifying dreams! Better I was carried from the womb straight to the grave I see the diggers waiting, theyre leaning on their spades (Man is the sire of sorrow Sure as the sparks ascend) Where is hope while youre wondering what went wrong? Why give me light and then this dark without a dawn? ( Evil is sweet in your mouth Hiding under your tongue) Show your face Help me understand What is the reason for your heavy hand? (Youre stumbling in shadows You have no name now) Was it the sins of my youth? What have I done to you? That you make everything I dread and everything I fear come true? Everything I dread and everything I fear come true Oh you make everything I dread and everything I fear come true

The way I see it,” he said “You just can’t win it Everybody’s in it for their own gain You can’t please them all There’s always somebody calling you down I do my best and I do good business There’s a lot of people asking for my time They’re trying to get ahead They’re trying to be a good friend of mine But I was a free man in Paris I felt unfettered and alive There was nobody calling me up for favors And no one’s future to decide You know I’d go back there tomorrow But for the work I’ve taken on Stoking the star maker machinery Behind the popular song I deal in dreamers And telephone screamers Lately I wonder what I do it for If l had my way I’d just walk through those doors And wander down the Champs Elysees Going cafe to cabaret Thinking how I’ll feel when I find That very good friend of mine I was a free man in Paris I felt unfettered and alive Nobody was calling me up for favors No one’s future to decide You know I’d go back there tomorrow But for the work I’ve taken on Stoking the star maker machinery Behind the popular song

It fell from midnight skies It drummed on the galvanized In the washroom, women tracked the rain Up to the make-up mirror Liquid soap and grass And Jungle Gardenia crash On Pine-Sol and beer ... Its stifling in here ... Ive got to get some air ... Im going outside to get some air Back in my hometown They would have cleared the floor Just to watch the rain come down! Theyre such sky oriented people-- Geared to changing weather ... Im floating off in time Im floating off Im floating off in time When I was three feet tall And wide eyed open to it all With their tasseled teams they came To McGees General Store All in their beaded leathers I would tie on colored feathers And Id beat the drum like war ... I would beat the drum like war Id beat the drum Id beat the drum like war But when the church got through They traded their beads for bottles Smashed--on Railway Avenue And they cut off their braids And lost some link with nature Im floating into dreams Im floating off Im floating into my dreams I dream paprika plains Vast and bleak and God forsaken Paprika plains And a turquoise river snaking (Where crows gaze--vigilant on wires Where cattle graze the grasses Far from the digits of business hours The moon clock wanes and waxes-- But here all time is stripped away Nowhere on these plains Is a sprout or an egg in evidence To measure loss or gain ... Only a little Indian band Come down from some windy mesa No women to make them food and child No expressions on their faces Im low in a helicopter And the wind from whirling blades Flaps their woven blankets And flags their raven braids How came they to this emptiness? How came they to this dream? How came I to this view From a flying machine Of earth and air and water And a band of Indian men Without herds or flocks or crops Or families or fires to tend? Like a phoenix up from ashes now A blanket figure springs With a fist raised up to turquoise skies Like liberty And at the point of vanishing Where the sky and the earth meet A bomb blooms Deadly mushroom White Gold Heat Like a phoenix up from ashes Up from violent mysteries And growing till the giant blast Is to it like a golfers tee There comes a childs beach ball And memory takes me back To the beach to toss it up To the garage to get it patched A pink and yellow beach ball Rolling Grand Detached Turning the blues and greens of earth From space probe photographs I float out of the hovercraft Naked as infancy And weightless And drifting Horizontally Like a filing to a magnet Like the long descent of rain I am drawn I fall against the ball And lose paprika plains I suckle at my mothers breast I embrace my mother earth I remember perforated blinds Over the crib of my birth And just as Eve succumbed To reckless curiosity I take my sharpest fingernail And slash the globe to see Below me-- Vast Paprika plains And the snake the river traces And a little band of Indian men With no expressions on their faces.) The rain retreats Like troops to fall on other fields and streets Meanwhile theyre sweet talking and name calling And brawling on the fringes of the floor I spot you through the smoke With your eyes on fire From J&B and coke As Im coming through the door Im coming back Im coming back for more! The band plugs in again You see that mirrored ball begin to sputter lights And spin Dizzy on the dancers Geared to changing rhythms No matter what you do Im floating back Im floating back to you!

Dont interrupt the sorrow Youre darn right In flames our prophet witches Be polite A room full of glasses He says, Your notches, liberation doll And he chains me with that serpent To that Ethiopian wall Anima rising Queen of Queens Wash my guilt of Eden Wash and balance me, oh Anima rising Uprising in you tonight A vengeful little goddess With an ancient crown to fight Truth goes up in vapors The steeples lean Wind of change patriarchs Snug in your bible belt dreams God goes up the chimney Like childhood Santa Claus The good slaves love the good book A rebel loves a cause Im leaving on the 1:15 Youre darn right Since I was seventeen Ive had no one over me I say, Anima rising But so what? Petrified wood process Tall timber down to rock! Dont interrupt the sorrow Darn right We walked on the moon Just lookin for light Dont you see the sorrow Of death and birth and death and birth? Bring that bottle kindly And Ill pad your purse Ive got a head full of quandary And a mighty, mighty, thirst Seventeen glasses Rhine wine Milk of the Madonna Clandestine Dont let up the sorrow All lies, lies and cheats You need a heart like Marys should your man get weak

They paved paradise, they put up a parking lot A pink hotel, a boutique and a swinging hot spot Dont it always go to show You never know what you got till its gone ? They paved paradise, they put up a parking lot They took all the trees, they put them in a tree museum They charged the people a dollar and a half just to see them Dont it always go to show You never know what you got till its gone ? They paved paradise, they put up a parking lot Hey farmer, farmer, put away that D.D.T Give me spots on my apples but leave me the birds and the bees, please Dont it always go to show You never know what you got till its gone ? They paved paradise, they put up a parking lot Late last night I heard my screen door slam A big yellow bulldozer took away my house and land Dont it always go to show You never know what you got till its gone ? They paved paradise, they put up a parking lot

The pirate anchored on a Wednesday And why he came to port I wonder To see a lady so my friends say She dances for the sailors In a smoky cabaret bar underground Down in a cellar in a harbour town I know he told her love was treasure And they would reap the fullest bounty He only comes to port for pleasure So when the winds of morning Blew the curtains in she woke and found hed gone I saw his sails unfurling Thursday dawn The pirate he will sink you with a kiss Hell steal your heart and sail away Saturday early we met in the cove near the forest Hell leave you drowning in the flotsam Of a broken promise in the bay Dancing we wakened the dawn and the birds into chorus He came again to see her Yes I think they told me it was Saturday Ask Penance Crane she was out in her garden she saw us I was at sea then I didnt see them I dont believe what you are saying It isnt true I hardly knew him Is this some game that you are playing Go ask the dancer shes the one who saw him last The one who drew him here He hasnt come to me since spring last year There was a time when he would Bring me silks and sandalwood and Persian lace Then came another goodbye and another Please dont go And he would hold me close And tell my sailing stories by the fireplace All night I dance and all day I keep watch with my sorrow I was at sea I tell you I was Nowhere near the mentioned murder place Searching for sails that dont come And I guess but I dont know Go ask the dancer She knows the answer I dont know She knows the answer I dont know She knows the answer I dont know

Once in a while In a big blue moon There comes a night like this Like some surrealist Invented this 4th of July Night ride home Hula girls And caterpillar tractors in the sand The ukulele man The fireworks This 4th of July Night ride home I love the man beside me We love the open road No phones til Friday Far from the overkill Far from the overload Back at the bar The band tears down But out here in the headlight beams The silver powerlines Gleam On this 4th of July Night ride home Round the curve And a big dark horse Red taillights on his hide Is keeping right alongside Rev for stride 4th of July Night ride home I love the man beside me We love the open road No phones til Friday Far from the undertow Far from the overload Once in awhile In a big blue moon There comes a night like this Like some surrealist Invented this 4th of July Night ride home

He is three Ones in the middle unmoved Waiting To show what he sees To the other two To the one attacking--so afraid And the one that keeps trying to love and trust And getting himself betrayed In the plan--oh The divine plan God must be a boogie man! Ones so sweet So overly loving and gentle He lets people in To his innermost sacred temple Blind faith to care Blind rage to kill Whyd he let them talk him down To cheap work and cheap thrills In the plan--oh The insulting plan God must be a boogie man! Which would it be Mingus one or two or three Which one do you think hed want the world to see Well, world opinions not a lot of help When a mans only trying to find out How to feel about himself! In the plan-oh The cock-eyed plan God must be a boogie man! He is three

I came upon a child of god He was walking along the road And I asked him, where are you going And this he told me I‘m going on down to Yasgurs farm I‘m going to join in a rock ‘n roll band Ive got to get back to the land And set my soul free We are stardust We are golden And weve got to get ourselves Back to the garden Then can I walk beside you I have come here to lose the smog And i feel to be a cog in something turning Well maybe it is just the time of year Or maybe its the time of man I dont know who I am But you know life is for learning We are stardust We are golden And weve got to get ourselves Back to the garden By the time we got to woodstock We were half a million strong And everywhere there was song and celebration And i dreamed i saw the bombers Riding shotgun in the sky And they were turning into butterflies Above our nation We are stardust Billion year old carbon We are golden Caught in the devils bargain And weve got to get ourselves Back to the garden

Marlena under Foster Grants Shes undercover from the dawns advance That girl is travel-drained And the neon mercury vapor stained Miami sky Its red as meat Its a cheap pink rose Otis in the drivers seat Watches the street lights fade away On louvered blocks in green sea air In fluorescent fossil yards Slippers are shuffling into folding chairs Freckled hands are shuffling cards Theyve come for fun and sun While Muslims stick up Washington ... Otis empties out the trunk On the steps of that celebrated dump Sleazing by the sea Bow down to her royal travesty-- In her ballrooms heads of state-- In her bedrooms rented girls-- Always the grand parades of cellulite Jiggling to her golden pools Through flock and cupid colonnades They jiggle into surgery Hopefully beneath the blade They dream of golden beauty ... Theyve come for fun and sun While Muslims stick up Washington ... Marlena, white as stretcher sheet Watches it all from her 10th floor balcony Like its her opera box All those Pagliacci summer frocks Otis is fiddling with the TV dial All he gets are cartoons and reruns She taps her glass with an emery file Watching three rings in the sun The golden dive, the fatted flake And sizzle in the mink oil Its all a dream She has awake Checked into Miami Royal Where theyve come for fun and sun While Muslims hold up Washington ... Dream on Dream on Dream on Dream on Dream on

Bows and flows of angel hair And ice cream castles in the air Feather canyons everywhere Ive looked at clouds that way Now they only block the sun They rain and snow on everyone So many things I would have done But clouds got in my way Ive looked at clouds from both sides now Ive looked at clouds from both sides now From up and down and still somehow Its clouds illusions I recall I really dont know clouds at all Moons, and Junes, and ferris wheels The dizzy, dancing way you feel When every fairy tale comes real Ive looked at love that way Now its just another show You leave em laughing when you go And if you care dont let them know Dont give yourself away Ive looked at love from both sides now From give and take and still somehow Its loves illusions I recall I really dont know love at all Tears and fears and feeling proud To say I love you right out loud Dreams and schemes and circus crowds Ive looked at life that way But now old friends are acting strange They shake their heads They say Ive changed Well somethings lost and somethings gained in living every day Ive looked at life from both sides now Ive looked at life from both sides now From win and lose and still somehow Its lifes illusions I recall I really dont know life Ive looked at clouds from both sides now From up and down and still somehow Its clouds illusions I recall I really dont know clouds at all I really dont know life at all

When Charlie speaks of Lester You know someone great has gone The sweetest swinging music man Had a Porkie Pig hat on A bright star In a dark age When the bandstands had a thousand ways Of refusing a black man admission Black musician In those days they put him in an Underdog position Cellars and chittlins When Lester took him a wife Arm and arm went black and white And some saw red And drove them from their hotel bed Love is never easy Its short of the hope we have for happiness Bright and sweet Love is never easy street! Now we are black and white Embracing out in the lunatic New York night Its very unlikely well be driven out of town Or be hung in a tree Thats unlikely! Tonight these crowds Are happy and loud Children are up dancing in the streets In the sticky middle of the night Summer serenade Of taxi horns and fun arcades Where right or wrong Under neon Every feeling goes on! For you and me The sidewalk is a history book And a circus Dangerous clowns Balancing dreadful and wonderful perceptions They have been handed Day by day Generations on down We came up from the subway On the music midnight makes To Charlies bass and Lesters saxophone In taxi horns and brakes Now Charlies down in Mexico With the healers So the sidewalk leads us with music To two little dancers Dancing outside a black bar Theres a sign up on the awning It says Pork Pie Hat Bar And theres black babies dancing... Tonight!

Cherokee Louise is hiding in this tunnel In the Broadway bridge We are crawling on our knees Weve got flashlights and batteries We got cold cuts from the fridge Last year about this time We used to climb up in the branches Just to sway there in some breeze Now the cops on the street They want Cherokee Louise People like to talk Tongues are waggin over fences Theyre waggin on the phones All their doors are locked God she cant even come to our house But I know where shell go To the place where you can stand And press your hands like it was bubble bath In dust piled high as me Down under the street My friend Cherokee Louise Ever since we turned thirteen Its like a minefield Walking to the door Going out to get your third degree And comin in you get the Third World War Tuesday after school We put our pennies on the rails And when the train rolled by We were jumpin round like fools Going Look no heads or tails Going Look my lucky prize Then she runs home to her foster dad He open up his zipper And he yanks her to her knees Oh please be here - please My friend Cherokee Louise Cherokee Louise is hiding in this tunnel In the Broadway bridge Were crawling on our knees Ive got Archie and Silver Screen I know where she is Shes in the place where you can stand And press your hands like it was bubble bath In dust piled high as me Down under the street My friend, poor Cherokee Louise Oh Cheeroke Louise, poor Cherokee Louise Cherokee Louise, Cherokee Louise

Its a long, long way from Canada A long way from snow chains Donkey vendors slicing coconut No parkas to their name Black babies covered in baking flour The cooks got a carnival song Were going to lay down someplace shady With dreamland coming on Dreamland, dreamland Dreamland, dreamland Walter Raleigh and Chris Columbus Come a-marching out of the waves And claim the beach and all concessions In the name of the suntan slave I wrapped that flag around me Like a Dorothy Lamour sarong And I lay down thinking national With dreamland coming on Dreamland, dreamland Dreamland, dreamland Goodtime Mary and a fortune hunter All dressed up to follow the drums Mary in a feather hula-hoop Miss Fortune with a rose on her big game gun All saints, all sinners shining Heed those trumpets all night long Propped up on a samba beat With dreamland coming on Dreamland, dreamland Dreamland, dreamland Tar baby and the Great White Wonder Talking over a glass of rum Burning on the inside With the knowledge of things to come Theres gambling out on the terrace And midnight ramblin on the lawn As they lead toward temptation With dreamland coming on Dreamland, dreamland Dreamland, dreamland In a plane flying back to winter In shoes full of tropic sand A lady in a foreign flag On the arm of her Marlboro Man The hawk howls in New York City Six foot drifts on Myrtles lawn As they push the recline buttons down With dreamland coming on Dreamland, dreamland Dreamland, dreamland La, la, la la Da, da, da, da African sand on the trade winds And the sun on the Amazon As they push the recline buttons down With dreamland coming on Dreamland, dreamland Dreamland, dreamland

Its comin on Christmas, theyre cuttin down trees Theyre puttin up reindeer and singin songs of joy and peace Oh, I wish I had a river I could skate away on But it dont snow here, it stays pretty green Im going to make a lot of money, and then Im going to quit this crazy scene Oh, I wish I had a river I could skate away on I wish I had a river so long I would teach my feet to fly Oh, I wish I had a river I could skate away on I made my baby cry He tried hard to help me, you know, he put me at ease He loved me so naughty, made me weak in the knees Oh, I wish I had a river I could skate away on Im so hard to handle, Im selfish and Im sad Now Ive gone and lost the best baby that I ever had Oh, I wish I had a river I could skate away on I wish I had a river so long I would teach my feet to fly Oh, I wish I had a river I could skate away on I made my baby say goodbye Its comin on Christmas, theyre cuttin down trees Theyre puttin up reindeer and singin songs of joy and peace I wish I had a river I could skate away on

All day I face the barren waste Without a taste of water Cool water Old Dan and I Our throats slate dry Our spirits cry out for water Cool clear water Keep on movin Dan Some devils had a plan Buried poison in the sand Dont drink it man Its in the water Cool clear water In my mind I see A big green tree And a river flowin free Waitin up ahead For you and me Cool clear water The nights are cool and Im a fool Each star is a pool of water Cool water But come the dawn We carry on We wont last long without water Cool clear water Keep on movin Dan Were still in no-mans land Dry bones and sand People never planned here for water Cool clear water In my mind I see A big green tree And a river flowin free Waiting up ahead for you and me Cool clear water The shadows sway They seem to say Tonight we pray for water Cool water And way up there If you care Please show us where Theres good water Cool clear water Songwriter: Bob Nolan

I am a lonely painter I live in a box of paints Frightened by the devil Drawn to those who aint afraid Remember when you told me youre not that lost you said, baby I had you girl I been touching your soul Part of you pours out of me Come on, baby, lets go You are in my body like holy wine So bitter, so sweet I drink a case of you Still be on my feet Still be on my feet

Rows and floes of angel hair And ice cream castles in the air And feather canyons everywhere Ive looked at clouds that way But now they only block the sun They rain and snow on everyone So many things I would have done But clouds got in my way I’ve looked at clouds from both sides now From up and down, and still somehow Its cloud illusions I recall I really dont know clouds at all Moons and Junes and Ferris wheels The dizzy dancing way you feel As every fairy tale comes real I’ve looked at love that way But now its just another show You leave em laughing when you go And if you care, dont let them know Dont give yourself away Ive looked at love from both sides now From give and take, and still somehow Its loves illusions I recall I really don’t know love at all Tears and fears and feeling proud To say I love you right out loud Dreams and schemes and circus crowds I’ve looked at life that way But now old friends are acting strange They shake their heads, they say Ive changed Well something’s lost, but somethings gained In living every day Ive looked at life from both sides now From win and lose and still somehow Its life’s illusions I recall I really dont know life Ive looked at life from both sides now From up and down and still somehow Its lifes illusions I recall I really dont know life At all

Blue, songs are like tattoos You know Ive been to sea before Crown and anchor me Or let me sail away Blue, there is a song for you Ink on a pin Underneath the skin An empty space to fill in Well, theres so many sinking Now you gotta keep thinking You can make it through these waves Acid, booze, and ass Needles, guns, and grass Lots of laughs, lots of laughs Everybodys saying that Hells the hippest way to go Well, I dont think so, but Ill take a look around it, though Blue, I love you Blue, here is a shell for you Inside youll hear a sigh A foggy lullaby There is your from me

Its coming on Christmas Theyre cutting down trees Theyre putting up reindeer Singing songs of joy and peace Oh I wish I had a river I could skate away on But it dont snow here It stays pretty green Im going to make a lot of money Then Im going to quit this crazy scene I wish I had a river I could skate away on I wish I had a river so long I would teach my feet to fly Oh I wish I had a river I could skate away on I made my baby cry He tried hard to help me You know, he put me at ease And he loved me so naughty Made me weak in the knees Oh I wish I had a river I could skate away on Im so hard to handle Im selfish and Im sad Now Ive gone and lost the best baby That I ever had Oh I wish I had a river I could skate away on Oh, I wish I had a river so long I would teach my feet to fly Oh I wish I had a river I could skate away on I made my baby say goodbye Its coming on Christmas Theyre cutting down trees Theyre putting up reindeer Singing songs of joy and peace Oh, I wish I had a river I could skate away on

She pulls the shade Its just another sunny Sunday She dodges the light like Blanche DuBois Bright colors fade away on such a Sunny Sunday She waits for the night to fall Then she points a pistol through the door And she aims at the streetlight While the freeway hisses Dogs bark as the gun falls to the floor The streetlights still burning She always misses But the day she hits Thats the day shell leave That one little victory, thats all she needs She pulls the shade Its just another sunny Monday She waits for the night to fall

You wanna make Van Goghs Raise em up like sheep Make em out of Eskimos And women if you please Make em nice and normal Make em nice and neat You see him with his shotgun there? Bloodied in the wheat? Oh what do you know about Living in Turbulent Indigo? Brash fields, crude crows In a scary sky In a golden frame Roped off Tourists guided by Tourists talking about the madhouse Talking about the ear The madman hangs in fancy homes They wouldnt let him near Hed piss in their fireplace Hed drag them through Turbulent Indigo Im a burning hearth he said People see the smoke But no one wants to warm themselves Sloughing off a coat And all my little landscapes All my yellow afternoons Stack up around this vacancy Like dirty cups and spoons No mercy Sweet Jesus No mercy from Turbulent Indigo

Youre my thrill You do something to me You send chills right through me When I look at you Cause youre my thrill Youre my thrill How my pulse increases I just go to pieces Every time I look at you I cant keep still Nothing seems to matter Heres my heart on a silver platter Oh where is my will Why this strange desire Flaming higher and higher Every time I look at you I cant keep still Youre my thrill Oh wheres my will Why this strange desire Flaming higher and higher Every time I look at you I cant keep still Oh youre my thrill

My secret My secret Im going to take you to my special place Its a place that you Like no one else I know Might appreciate I dont go there with anyone, but Youre a special case For my special place My special place For my secret place My secret My secret place For my secret place My secret My secret place For my secret place People talk to tell you something Or to take up space Guess Im only talking To be talking to your pretty face I dont talk much to anyone, but Youre a special case My special place My secret place I was born and raised in New York City Im just getting used to Colorado Oh street bravado Carry me Why did you bring me to a place so wild and pretty? Are there pigeons in this park? Muggers after dark? In these golden trees In the secret place? My secret My secret place For my secret place My secret My secret place For my secret place Im going to take you to my special place Its a place no amount of hurt and anger can deface I put things back together there It all falls right in place In my special space My special place Once I saw a film in New York City That was shot in Colorado Girl meets desperado In the trembling mountain trees Out of all of the girls that you see In bleachers and cafe windows Sitting--flirting with someone Looking to have some fun Why did you pick me? For the secret place

Answer me Oh my love Just what sin have I been guilty of Tell me how I came to lose your love Please answer me sweetheart You were mine yesterday I believed that love was here to stay Wont you tell me how Ive gone astray Please answer me my love If youre happier without me Ill try not to care But if you still think about me Please listen to my prayer You must know that Ive been true Wont you say that we can start anew In my sorrow now I turn to you Please answer me my love If youre happier without me Ill try not to care But if you still think about me Please listen to my prayer You must know that Ive been true Wont you say that we can start anew In my sorrow now I turn to you Please answer me my love Answer me my love

Everybody looks so ill at ease So distrustful so displeased Running down the table I see a borderline Like a barbed wire fence Strung tight, strung tense Prickling with pretense A borderline Why are you smirking at your friend? Is this to be the night when All well-wishing ends? All credibility revoked? Thin skin, thick jokes! Can we blame it on the smoke This borderline? Every bristling shaft of pride Church or nation Team or tribe Every notion we subscribe to Is just a borderline Good or bad, we think we know As if thinking makes things so! All convictions grow along a borderline Smug in your jaded expertise You scathe the wonder world And you praise barbarity In this illusionary place This scared hard-edged rat race All liberty is laced with Borderlines Every income, every age Every fashion-plated rage Every measure, every gauge Creates a borderline Every stone thrown through glass Every mean-streets-kick ass Every swan caught on the grass Will draw a borderline You snipe so steady You snub so snide So ripe and ready To diminish and deride Youre so quick to condescend My opinionated friend All you deface, all you defend Is just a borderline Just a borderline Another borderline Just a borderline

Yesterday a child came out to wonder He caught a dragonfly inside a jar And fearful when the sky was full of thunders And tearful at the falling of a star And the seasons they go round and round And the painted ponies go up and down Were captive on the carousel of time We cant return, we can only look behind from where we came And go round and round in the circle game Then the child moved ten times round the seasons And skated over ten clear frozen streams Words like, when youre older, must appease him And promises of someday make his dreams And sixteen springs and sixteen summers gone now Cartwheels turn to car wheels through the town And they tell him : Take your time, it wont be long now Till you drag your feet to slow the circles down And the seasons they go round and round The painted ponies go up and down Were captive on the carousel of time We cant return, we can only look behind from where we came And go round and round in the circle game So the years spin by and now the boy is twenty Though his dreams have lost some grandeur coming true Therell be new dreams, maybe better dreams and plenty Before the last revolving year is through And the seasons they go round and round Painted ponies go up and down Were captive on the carousel of time We cant return, we can only look behind from where we came And go round and round in the circle game And go round and round And go round and round in the circle game

Ill try to keep myself open up to you Thats a promise that I made to love When it was new Just like Jericho I said Let these wall come tumbling down I said it like I finally found the way To keep the good feelings alive I said it like it was something to strive for Ill try to keep myself open up to you And approve your self expression I need that, too I need your confidence, baby And the gift of your extra time In turn Ill give you mine Sweet darling, its a rich exchange It seems to me Its a warm arrangement! Anyone will tell you Just how hard it is to make and keep a friend Maybe theyll short sell you Or maybe its you Judas, in the end When you just can no longer pretend That youre getting what you need Or youre giving out anything for them to grow and feed on Ill try to keep myself open up to you It gets easier and easier to do Just like Jericho Let these walls come tumbling down now Let them fall right on the ground Let all these dogs go running free The wild and the gentle dogs Kenneled in me

If you can keep your head While all about you People are losing theirs and blaming you If you can trust yourself When everybody doubts you And make allowance for their doubting too If you can wait And not get tired of waiting And when lied about Stand tall Dont deal in lies And when hated Dont give in to hating back Dont need to look so good Dont need to talk too wise If— If you can dream And not make dreams your master If you can think And not make intellect your game If you can meet With triumph and disaster And treat those two imposters just the same If— If you can force your heart And nerve and sinew To serve you After all of them are gone And so hold on When there is nothing in you Nothing but the will Thats telling you to hold on! Hold on! If— If you can bear to hear The truth youve spoken Twisted and misconstrued By some smug fool Or watch your lifes work Torn apart and broken down And still stoop to build again With worn out tools If— If you can draw a crowd And keep your virtue Or walk with Kings And keep the common touch If neither enemies nor loving friends Can hurt you If everybody counts with you But none too much If— If you can fill the journey Of a minute With sixty seconds worth of wonder and delight Then The Earth is yours And Everything thats in it But more than that I know Youll be alright Youll be alright Cause youve got the fight, youve got the insight Youve got the fight, youve got the insight Youve got the fight, youve got the insight

Oh, let your little light shine Let your little light shine Shine on Vegas and Wall Street Place your bets Shine on the fishermen With nothing in their nets Shine on rising oceans and evaporating seas Shine on our Frankenstein technologies Shine on science With its tunnel vision Shine on fertile farmland Buried under subdivisions Oh, let your little light shine Oh, let your little light shine Shine on the dazzling darkness That restores us in deep sleep Shine on what we throw away And what we keep Shine on Reverend Pearson Who threw away The vain old God Kept Dickens and Rembrandt and Beethoven And fresh plowed sod Shine on good earth, good air, good water And a safe place For kids to play Shine on bombs exploding Half a mile away Oh, let your little light shine Let your little light shine Shine on world-wide traffic jams Honking day and night Shine on another asshole Passing on the right! Shine on the red light runners Busy talking on their cell phones Shine on the Catholic Church And the prisons that it owns Shine on all the Churches They all love less and less Shine on a hopeful girl In a dreamy dress Oh, let your little light shine Shine, shine, shine Let your little light shine Shine on good humor Shine on good will Shine on lousy leadership Licensed to kill Shine on dying soldiers In patriotic pain Shine on mass destruction In some gods name! Shine on the pioneers Those seekers of mental health Craving simplicity They traveled inward Past themselves May all their little lights shine May all their little lights shine

Magdalene is trembling Like a washing on a line Trembling and gleaming Never before was a man so kind Never so redeeming Enter the multitudes In Exxon blue In radiation rose Ecstasy Now you tell me Who you gonna get to do the dirty work When all the slaves are free? I am up a sycamore Looking through the leaves A sinner of some position Who in the world can this heart healer be This magical physician Enter the multitudes In Exxon blue In radiation rose Misery Now you tell me Who you gonna get to do the dirty work When all the slaves are free? Enter the multitudes The walking wounded They come to this diver of the heart Of the multitudes Thy kingdom come Thy will be done Oh, climb down, climb down he says to me From the middle of unrest They think is light is squandered But he sees a stray in the wilderness And I see how far Ive wandered Enter the multitudes In Exxon blue In radiation rose Apathy Now you tell me Who you gonna get to do the dirty work When all the slaves are free? Enter the multitudes The walking wounded They come to this diver of the heart Of the multitudes Thy kingdom come Thy will be done Oh, all around the marketplace The buzzing of the flies The buzzing and the stinging Divinely barren And wickedly wise The killer nails are ringing Enter the multitudes In Exxon blue In radiation rose Tragedy Now you tell me Who you gonna get to do the dirty work When all the slaves are free?

Of the darkness in mens minds What can you say That wasnt marked by history Or the T.V. news today He gets away with murder The blizzards come and go The stab and glare and buckshot Of the heavy heavy snow It comes and goes It comes and goes His grandpa loved an empire His sister loved a thief And lindsey loved the ways of darkness Beyond belief Girls in chilly blouses The blizzards come and go The stab and glare and buckshot Of the heavy heavy snow It comes and goes It comes and goes The cops dont seem to care For derelicts or ladies of the night Theyre weeds for yanking out of sight If youre smart or rich or lucky Maybe youll beat the laws of man But the inner laws of spirit And the outer laws of nature No man can No--no man can There lives a wolf in Lindsey That raids and runs Through the hills of Hollywood And the downtown slums He gets away with murder The blizzards come and go The stab and glare and buckshot Of the heavy heavy snow It comes and goes It comes and goes

So heres to you May your dreams come true May old Father Time Never be unkind And through the years Save your smiles and your tears Theyre just souvenirs Theyll make music in your heart Remember this Each new day is a kiss Sent from up above With an angels love So heres to you May your skies be blue And your love blessed Thats my best to you Remember this Each new day is a kiss Sent from up above With an angels love So heres to you May your skies be blue And your love blessed Thats my very best to you

Its coming on Christmas Theyre cutting down trees Theyre putting up reindeer And singing songs of joy and peace Oh, I wish I had a river I could skate away on But it dont snow here It stays pretty green Im going to make a lot of money Then Im going to quit this crazy scene Oh, I wish I had a river I could skate away on Oh, I wish I had a river so long I would teach my feet to fly I wish I had a river I could skate away on I made my baby cry She tried hard to help me You know, she put me at ease And she loved me so naughty Made me weak in the knees Oh, I wish I had a river I could skate away on Im so hard to handle Im selfish and Im sad Now Ive gone and lost the best baby That I ever had Oh, I wish I had a river I could skate away on Oh, I wish I had a river so long I would teach my feet to fly I wish I had a river I could skate away on I made my baby say goodbye Its coming on Christmas Theyre cutting down trees Theyre putting up reindeer And singing songs of joy and peace Oh, I wish I had a river I could skate away on...

1, 2, 3... Johnny Angel Johnny Angel I met a young soldier He said his name was Killer Kyle He was shakin all over Like a night-frightened child This is his story Its a tough one for me to sing Hard as the squawk and the flap And the beat of, the beat of black wings Johnny Angel Johnny Angel Johnny Angel They gave me a gun, he said They gave me a mission For the power and the glory Propaganda, piss on em Theres a war zone inside me I can feel things exploding I cant even hear the fucking music playing For the beat of The beat of black wings. Johnny Angel Johnny Angel Johnny Angel He said, I never had nothin Nothin I could believe in My girl killed our unborn child Without even grievin! I put my hands on her belly To feel the kid kickin, damn! Shed been to some clinic Oh, the beat of black wings. Johnny Angel Johnny Angel Johnny Angel They want you, they need you They train you to kill To be a pin on some map Some vicarious thrill The old hate the young Thats the whole heartless thing The old pick the wars We die in em To the beat of, the beat of black wings. Johnny Angel Johnny Angel Johnny Angel Theres a man drawing pictures On the sidewalk with chalk Just as fast as he draws em Rain come down and wash em off Keep the drinks comin girl Til I cant feel anything Im just a chalk mark in a rainstorm Im just the beat of black wings. Johnny Angel Johnny Angel Johnny Angel

I met a young soldier He said his name was Killer Kyle He was shakin all over Like a night-frightened child This is his story Its a tough one for me to sing Hard as the squawk and the flap And the beat of, the beat of black wings They gave me a gun, he said They gave me a mission For the power and the glory Propaganda, piss on em Theres a war zone inside me I can feel things exploding I cant even hear the fucking music playing For the beat of The beat of black wings. He said, I never had nothin Nothin I could believe in My girl killed our unborn child Without even grievin! I put my hands on her belly To feel the kid kickin, damn! Shed been to some clinic Oh, the beat of black wings. They want you, they need you They train you to kill To be a pin on some map Some vicarious thrill The old hate the young Thats the whole heartless thing The old pick the wars We die in em To the beat of, the beat of black wings. Theres a man drawing pictures On the sidewalk with chalk Just as fast as he draws em Rain come down and wash em off Keep the drinks comin girl Til I cant feel anything Im just a chalk mark in a rainstorm Im just the beat of black wings.

I slept last night in a good hotel I went shopping today for jewels The wind rushed around this dirty town The children let out from their schools I was standing on a noisy corner Waiting for the walking green Across the street he stood And he played real good And he was playin real good for free Me I play for fortunes And these velvet curtain calls I got a black limousine and the finest ladies Escorting me to these halls And Ill play if you have some money Or if youre a friend to me But that one-man band by the quick lunch stand He was just playin rеal good for free And nobody, nobody stopped to hear him Though he playеd so sweet and so high They knew he had never been on the TV screen So they passed his music by I meant to go over and ask for a song Maybe put on a harmony I still hear his refrain as the signal changed He was just playin real good for free

I am a poor wayfaring stranger Traveling through all these highs and lows I heard there was no sickness And no toil or danger Just mercy and plenty Where peaceful waters flow Where peaceful waters flow Come all you fair and tender school girls Be careful now--when you court young men They are like the stars On a summer morning They sparkle up the night And theyre gone again Daybreak--gone again If Id only seen through the silky veils of ardor What a killing crime this love can be I would have locked up my heart In a golden sheath of armor And kept its crazy beating Under strictest secrecy High security I wish I had the wings Of Noahs pretty little white dove So I could fly this raging river To reach the one I love But I have no wings And the water is so wide Well have to row a little harder Its just in dreams we fly In my dreams we fly!

Rows and flows of angel hair And ice cream castles in the air And feather canyons everywhere Ive looked at clouds that way But now they only block the sun They rain and snow on everyone So many things I would have done But clouds got in my way Ive looked at clouds from both sides now From up and down, and still somehow Its cloud illusions that I recall I really dont know clouds at all Moons and Junes and Ferris wheels The dizzy dancing way that you feel And every fairy tale comes real Ah, I looked at love that way But now its just another show You leave em laughing when you go And if you care, dont let them know Dont give yourself away Ive looked at love from both sides now From give and take, and still somehow Its loves illusions that I recall No, I really dont know love at all Tears and fears and feeling proud To say I love you right out loud Dreams and schemes and circus crowds Ive looked at life that way Oh but now old friends are acting strange They shake their heads, they say Ive changed Well somethings lost, but somethings gained In living every day Ive looked at life from both sides now From win and lose and still somehow Its lifes illusions that I recall No, I really dont know life at all Ive looked at life from both sides now From up and down and still somehow Its lifes illusions I recall No, I really dont know life at all I really dont know life at all

Jag steg och föll med skjutna vingar Genom glass-slott i aprilskyar Och fjädergrottor överallt Har sett de bästa moln Men nu skymmer de solen De regnar och snöar på varenda en Och allt jag borde ha gjort men Moln kom ivägen Jag har sett på moln från båda sidor nu Från in och ut, och ändå ser jag nu bara molnillusioner Och nu minns jag: Jag har aldrig förstått mig på moln Inte det minsta Kom sommarnätter under stjärnor, kom Med ensamhet dör dagen och Om du behöver den finns aldrig gryningen Har sett hur kärlek vunnit Försvunnit och förlorat Du lämnar nån skrattande när du gått Och om du brydde dig, säg inte till nån Ge inte bort dig själv Jag har sett kärlek från båda sidor nu Från att ge och ta, och ändå ser jag bara kärleksillusioner Och nu minns jag: Jag förstår inte kärlek Inte det minsta Och jag skulle ha ringt dig ikväll Men handen fastnade framför mig Och jag skulle sagt att jag älskar dig Men stolthet kom i vägen Du eller jag, vem är konstigast? Är det bara jag som förändrats? Ja, nåt är borta, men nåt hittas Varje dag Har sett livet från båda sidor nu Från upp och ner, och ändå ser jag bara livsillusioner Och nu minns jag: Jag förstår inte livet Inte det minsta Har sett allt från båda sidor nu Från in och ut, och ändå ser jag nu bara illusioner

The sleepless nights The daily fights The quick toboggan when you reach the heights I miss the kisses and I miss the bites I wish I were in love again The broken dates The endless waits The lovely loving and the hateful hates The conversations with the flying plates I wish I were in love again No more pain No no more strain Now Im sane But Id rather be punch drunk The flying fur of cat and cur The fine mismatching of a him and her Ive learned my lesson but I wish I were in love again The furtive sigh The blackened eye The words I love you til the day I die The self-deception that believes that lie I wish I were in love again When love congeals It soon reveals The faint aroma of performing seals The double-crossing of a pair of heels I wish I were in love again No more care No more despair Now Im all there But Id rather be punch drunk Believe me sir, I much prefer The classic battle of a him and her I dont like quiet and I wish I were In love again In love again

At last, my love has come along My lonely days are over, and life is like a song At last,the skies above are blue My heart was wrapped in clover The night I looked at you I found a dream that I could speak to A dream that I could call my own I found a thrill to press my cheek to A thrill Id never known You smiled, and then the spell was cast And here we are in Heaven, for you are mine at last I found a dream that I could speak to A dream that I could call my own I found a thrill to press my cheek to A thrill that I had never known You smiled, and then the spell was cast And here we are in Heaven For you are mine at last

Must I forgive you Each time And say you dont know what youre doing There are no victimless crimes I know of Out here in these graffiti ruins My love Oh I am not old Im told But I am not young Oh and nothing can be done Dont start My heart Is a smoking gun Oh and nothing can be done I heard you leaving Late last night I heard you screaming down the mountain Like you were running red lights You had some trash-can-rock-band pounding Oh I am not old Im told But I am not young Oh and nothing can be done Dont start My heart Is a smoking gun Oh and nothing can be done Must I surrender With grace The things I loved when I was younger Must I remember your face So well What do I do here with this hunger Oh I am not old Im told But I am not young Oh and nothing can be done Dont start My heart Is a smoking gun Oh and nothing can be done Nothing can be done Nothing can be done Oh nothing can be done

A red sun came rolling down a grey sky And the frogs and dogs and night birds then Started up singing sweet country lullaby You see that patch of city lights Somewhere in theres Cotton Avenue Thats where Im going to take myself tonight With a spit shine on my dancing shoes If you got a place like that to go You just have to go there If you got no place special Well then, you just go no place special I guess its just the summer in the young blood Ripe and juicy in the young blood Teasing to go down to Cotton Avenue To hear the shiny shiny music See all the shiny people dancing to it Anytime you go to Cotton Avenue If you got a place like that to go You know you got to go there If you got no place special Well then you just go no place special You see that summer storm brewing in the southern sky By the time it hits here Ill be dancing high and dry To rhythm and blues on Cotton Avenue Poor boysll be hanging around outside in the street They got all the latest words Theyre dancing to the latest beat While theyre hustling and sizing you On Cotton Avenue If you got a place like that to go You just have to go there If youve got no place special Well my dear You just go no place special

The rain Slammed hard As bars It caught me By surprise Mutt of the planet And Shook Me Down For alibis Im waiting For the keeper to release me Debating this sentence Biding my time In memories Of old friends of mine... In daydreams of Birdland I see my soul on fire Burning up the bandstand Next time Ill be bigger Ill be better than ever Ill be happily attached To my cold hard cash But now Manhattan holds me To a chair in the sky With the Bird in my ears And boats in my eyes Going By Theres things I wish Id done Old friends Im gonna miss Beautiful lovers I Never Got the chance To kiss... Daydreamin drugs the pain of living Processions of missing Lovers and friends Fade in And they fade out again In Daydreams of rebirth I see myself in style Raking in what Im worth Next time Ill be bigger Ill be better than ever Ill be resurrected royal Ill be rich as Standard Oil But now Manhattan holds me To a chair in the sky With the Bird in my ears And boats in my eyes Going by

Blue songs are like tattoos You know Ive been to sea before Crown and anchor me Or let me sail away Hey Blue, here is a song for you Ink on a pin Underneath the skin An empty space to fill in Well, therere so many sinking now Youve got to keep thinking You can make it through these waves Acid, booze and ass Needles, guns and grass Lots of laughs, lots of laughs Everybodys saying that hells the hippest way to go Well, I dont think so But Im gonna take a look around it, though Blue, I love you Blue, here is a shell for you Inside, youll hear a sigh A foggy lullaby There is your song from me

Man: Ready? Sue: Alright! Chorus: Happy Birthday to Charles, Happy birthday to you, Happy birthday dear Charles... Sue: Play that weird minor chord... Chorus: Happy birthday to you... Sue: Play that minor chord! Charles & Chorus: How old are you, How old are you Charles: Fifty-four, motherfucker Chorus: ha-ha-ha-ha-ha- Sue: Fifty-three Charles Singing: How old are you? Sue: Fifty-three Charles! Charles: Fifty-four! Sue: Fifty-three Swede: How old are you now - tell me honestly... Sue: Fifty-three! He was born in 1922 Swede: 1922..

Although I speak in tongues Of men and angels Im just sounding brass And tinkling cymbals without love Love suffers long Love is kind! Enduring all things Love has no evil in mind If I had the gift of prophecy And all the knowledge And the faith to move the mountains Even if I understood all of the mysteries If I didnt have love Id be nothing Love never looks for love Loves not puffed up Or envious Or touchy Because it rejoices in the truth Not in iniquity Love sees like a child sees As a child I spoke as a child I thought and I understood as a child But when I became a woman I put away childish things And began to see through a glass darkly Where as a child I saw it face to face Now I only know it in part Fractions in me Of faith and hope and love And of these great three Loves the greatest beauty Love Love Love

Down in the cellar in the Boho Zone I went looking for some sweet inspiration, oh well Just another hard time band with Negro affectations I was a hopeful in rooms like this When I was working cheap Its an old romance, the Boho dance Hasnt gone to sleep But even on the scuffle The cleaners press was in my jeans And any eye for detail Caught a little lace along the seams And you were in the parking lot Subterranean by your own design The virtue of your style inscribed On your contempt for mine Jesus was a beggar, He was rich in grace And Solomon kept his head in all his glory Its just that some steps outside the Boho dance Have a fascination for me A camera pans the cocktail hour Behind a blind of potted palms And finds a lady in a Paris dress With runs in her nylons You read those books where luxury Comes as a guest to take a slave Books where artists in noble poverty Go like virgins to the grave Dont you get sensitive on me Cause I know youre just too proud You couldnt step outside the Boho dance now Even if good fortune allowed Like a priest with a pornographic watch Looking and longing on the sly Sure its stricken from your uniform But you just cant get it out of your eyes Nothing is capsulized in me On either side of town The streets were never really mine Not mine, not mine, these glamor gowns Ah-ah-ah

I have to come and see you Maybe once or twice a year I think nothing would suit me better right now Than some downtown atmosphere In the dance halls and the galleries Or betting in the OTB Synchronized like magic Good friends, you and me The sun goes down in Jersey Rises over Little Italy We could talk it up till the block gets up Swapping stories Sitting around in some all night zoo Watching it run like a movie Synchronized like magic Good friends, you and me No hearts of gold, no nerves of steel No blame for what we can and cannot feel But now its cloak and dagger Walk on eggshells and analyze Every particle of difference Gets like mountains in our eyes You say, Youre unscrupulous! You say, Youre naive! Synchronized like magic Good friends, you and me No hearts of gold, no nerves of steel No blame for what we can and cannot feel Sometimes change comes at you Like a broadside accident There is chaos to the order Random things you cant prevent There could be trouble around the corner There could be beauty down the street Synchronized like magic Good friends, you and me No hearts of gold, no nerves of steel No blame for what we can and cannot feel No nerves of steel, no hearts of gold No blame for what we can and cant control Good friends, you and me Good friends, you and me

Hard bodies Soft emotions So fast So smart The world is at your feet But what about your heart? Fame and fortune cant hold you tight In the late late hours of the night How do you stop How do you stop Before its too late? You choose and you lose If you hesitate How do you stop How do you stop Before its too late? You think love will wait So you dont hold on And then its gone How do you stop Youve had success Lots of fancy friends Youve tasted the good life You thought it would never end One day youre too young Then youre in your prime Then youre looking back at the hands of time How do you stop How do you stop Before its too late? You choose and you lose If you hesitate How do you stop How do you stop Before its too late? Late You think love will wait So you dont hold on And then its gone How do you stop How do you stop a runaway train? How do you stop How do you stop the driving rain? How do you stop the ripening corn? How do you stop How do you stop a baby being born? How do you stop Before its too late? Too late You choose and you lose If you hesitate How do you stop How do you stop Before its too late? How do you stop? How do you stop Youre lost if you hesitate How do you stop How do you stop Love from slipping away? How do you stop How do you stop Before its too late?

Comes a rain storm Put your rubbers on your feet Comes a snow storm You can get a little heat Comes love Nothing can be done Comes a fire Firemen come and rescue me Blow a tire You can patch the inner tube Comes love Nothing can be done Dont try hidin Cause it isnt any use Youll just start slidin When your heart turns on the juice Comes a heat wave You can hurry to the store Come a summons Hide yourself behind a door Comes love Nothing can be done Comes a headache You can lose it in a day Comes a toothache See your dentist right away Comes love Nothing can be done Comes the measles You can quarrantine the room Comes a mousie You can chase it with a broom Comes love Nothing can be done Thats all brother If youve ever been in love Thats all brother And you know just what Im speakin of Comes a nightmare You can always stay awake Comes depression You could get another break Comes love Nothing can be done Nothing can be done

Dog eat dog Its dog eat dog Im just waking up The dove is in the dungeon And the white-washed hawks pedal hate and call it love Dog eat dog Holy hope in the hands of Snakebite evangelists and racketeers And big wig financiers Dog eat dog On prime time crime the victim begs Money is the road to justice And power walks it on crooked legs Prime time crime Holy hope in the hands of Snakebite evangelists and racketeers And big wig financiers Where the wealths displayed Thieves and sycophants parade And where its made The slaves will be taken Some are treated well In these games of buy and sell And some like poor beast Are burdened down to breaking Dog eat dog Its dog eat dog, aint it flim flam, man Dog eat dog, you can lie, cheat, skim, scam Beat em any way you can Dog eat Dog Youll do well in this land of Snakebite evangelists and racketeers You could get to be A big wig financier Land of snap decisions Land of short attention spans Nothing is savored Long enough to really understand In every culture in decline The watchful ones among the slaves Know all that is genuine will be Scorned and conned and cast away Dog eat dog People looking, seeing nothing Dog eat dog People listening, hearing nothing Dog eat dog People lusting, loving nothing Dog eat dog People stroking, touching nothing Dog eat dog Knowing nothing Dog eat dog

Tomorrow is Sunday Now theres only one day left to go Till you walk by Below my window The weekends drive me mad Holidays are oh too sad Cause you dont go Below my window No one knows Im here One day I just disappeared And I took these two grey rooms up here With a view When you walk by Below my window You look so youthful Time has been untruthful Heaven knows I loved you 30 years ago Hot days your shirts undone Rainy days you run Oh and then you fade so fast Below my window No one knows Im here One day I just disappeared And I took these two grey rooms up here With a view Only when you walk by Below my window When you walk by Below my window Below my window Hey hey Below my window Below my window Below my window

Theres a man whos been out sailing In a decade full of dreams And he takes her to a schooner And he treats her like a queen Bearing beads from California With their amber stones and green He has called her from the harbor He has kissed her with his freedom He has heard her off to starboard In the breaking and the breathing Of the water weeds While she was busy being free Theres a man whos climbed a mountain And hes calling out her name And he hopes her heart can hear three thousand miles He calls again He can think her there beside him He can miss her just the same He has missed her in the forest While he showed her all the flowers And the branches sang the chorus As he climbed the scaly towers Of a forest tree While she was somewhere being free Theres a man whos sent a letter And hes waiting for reply He has asked her of her travels Since the day they said goodbye He writes Wish you were beside me We can make it if we try He has seen her at the office With her name on all his papers Through the sharing of the profits He will find it hard to shake her From his memory And shes so busy being free Theres a lady in the city And she thinks she loves them all Theres the one whos thinking of her Theres the one who sometimes calls Theres the one who writes her letters With his facts and figures scrawl She has brought them to her senses They have laughed inside her laughter Now she rallies her defenses For she fears that one will ask her For eternity And shes so busy being free Theres a man who sends her medals He is bleeding from the war Theres a jouster and a jester and a man who owns a store Theres a drummer and a dreamer And you know there may be more She will love them when she sees them They will lose her if they follow And she only means to please them And her heart is full and hollow Like a cactus tree While shes so busy being free Like a cactus tree Being free

Look mummy, theres an aeroplane up in the sky Did-did-did-did-you see the frightened ones? Did-did-did-did-you hear the falling bombs? Did-did-did-did-you ever wonder why we had to run for shelter When the promise of a brave new world Unfurled beneath a clear blue sky? Did-did-did-did-you see the frightened ones? Did-did-did-did-you hear the falling bombs? The flames are all long gone, but the pain lingers on Goodbye, blue sky Goodbye, blue sky Goodbye Goodbye The 11:15 from Newcastle is now approaching The 11:18 arrival....

It takes cheerful resignation Heart and humility Thats all it takes A cheerful person told me Nobodys harder on me than me How could they be And, nobodys harder on you than you Betsys blue She says-Tell me something good! You know Id help her out if I only could Oh, but sometimes the light Can be so hard to find At least the moon at the window-- The thieves left that behind People dont know how to love They taste it and toss it Turn it off and on Like a bathtub faucet Oh sometimes the light Can be so hard to find-- At least the moon at the window-- The thieves left that behind I wish her heart I know these battles Deep in the dark When the spooks of memories rattle Ghosts of the future Phantoms of the past Rattle, rattle, rattle In the spoon and the glass Is it possible to learn How to care and yet not care-- Since love has two faces Hope and despair And pleasure always turns to fear I find-- At least the moon at the window-- The thieves left that behind At least they left the moon Behind the blind Moon at the window

Just before our love got lost you said I am as constant as a northern star And I said, Constantly in the darkness Wheres that at? If you want me Ill be in the bar On the back of a cartoon coaster In the blue TV screen light I drew a map of Canada, oh Canada With your face sketched on it twice Oh, you are in my blood like holy wine You taste so bitter and you taste so sweet Oh, I could drink a case of you, darling And Id still be on my feet Id still be on my feet Oh, I am a lonely painter I live in a box of paints Im frightened by the devil And Im drawn to those ones that aint afraid I remember that time you told me Love is touching souls Well surely you touched mine Cause part of you pours out of me In these lines from time to time Oh, youre in my blood like holy wine You taste so bitter and so sweet Oh I could drink a case of you I could drink a case of you, darling And Id still be on my feet Id still be on my feet I met a woman She had a mouth like yours She knew your life She knew your devils and your deeds And she said, Go to him, stay with him if you can But be prepared to bleed Oh, you are in my blood like holy wine You taste so bitter and you taste so sweet Oh, I could drink a case of you, darling And Id still be on my feet Id still be on my feet

I picked the morning paper off the floor It was full of other peoples little wars Wouldnt they like their peace Dont we get bored And we call for the three great stimulants Of the exhausted ones Artifice, brutality and innocence Artifice and innocence No tanks have ever rumbled through these streets And the drone of planes at night has never frightened me I keep the hours and the company that I please And we call for the three great stimulants Of the exhausted ones Artifice, brutality and innocence Artifice and innocence Oh and deep in the night Our appetites find us Release us and bind us Deep in the night While madmen sit up building bombs And making laws and bars Theyd like to slam free choice behind us I saw a little lawyer on the tube He said, its so easy now, anyone can sue Let me show you how your petty aggravations can profit you! Call for the three great stimulants Of the exhausted ones Artifice, brutality and innocence Artifice and innocence Oh and deep in the night Appetites find us Release us and blind us Deep in the night While madmen sit up building bombs And making laws and bars Theyre gonna slam free choice behind us Last night I dreamed I saw the planet flicker Great forests fell like buffalo Everything got sicker And to the bitter end Big business bickered And they call for the three great stimulants Of the exhausted ones Artifice, brutality and innocence Artifice and innocence Oh these times, these times Oh these changing times Change in the heart of all mankind Oh these troubled times

Youve changed The sparkle in your eyes is gone Your smile is just a careless yawn Youre breaking my heart Youve changed Youve changed Your kisses now are so blasé Youre bored with me in every way I cant understand Youve changed Youve forgotten the words I love you And the memories that weve shared Youve ignored all the stars up above you I cant realize that you ever cared Youve changed Youre not the angel I once knew No need to tell me, I know were through Its all over now Youve changed Youve forgotten the words I love you And the memories that weve shared You ignore all the stars up above you I cant realize that you ever cared Youve changed Youre not the angel I once knew No need to tell me, I know were through Its all over now Youve changed

Bows and flows of angel hair And ice cream castles in the air And feather canyons everywhere Ive looked at clouds that way But now they only block the sun They rain and snow on everyone So many things I would have done But clouds got in my way Ive looked at clouds from both sides now From up and down, and still somehow Its cloud illusions I recall I really dont know clouds at all Moons and Junes and Ferris wheels The dizzy dancing way you feel As every fairy tale comes real Ive looked at love that way But now its just another show You leave em laughing when you go And if you care, dont let them know Dont give yourself away Ive looked at love from both sides now From give and take, and still somehow Its loves illusions I recall I really dont know love at all Tears and fears and feeling proud To say I love you right out loud Dreams and schemes and circus crowds Ive looked at life that way But now old friends are acting strange They shake their heads, they say Ive changed Well somethings lost, but somethings gained In living every day Ive looked at life from both sides now From win and lose and still somehow Its lifes illusions I recall I really dont know life At all Ive looked at life from both sides now From up and down and still somehow Its lifes illusions I recall I really dont know life at all

Its coming on Christmas Theyre cutting down trees Theyre putting up reindeer And singing songs of joy and peace Well, I wish I had a river I could skate away on But it dont snow here Stays pretty green Im going to make a lot of money Then Im going to quit this crazy scene Oh, I wish I had a river I could skate away on I wish I had a river so long I would teach my feet to fly I wish I had a river I could skate away on I made my baby cry He tried hard to help me You know he put me at ease And he loved me so naughty Made me weak in the knees Well, I wish I had a river I could skate away on Im so hard to handle You know, Im selfish and Im sad Now Ive gone and lost the best baby That I ever had Well, I wish I had a river I could skate away on Well, I wish I had a river so long I would teach my feet to fly I wish I had a river I could skate away on I made my baby say goodbye Well, its coming on Christmas Theyre cutting down trees Putting up reindeer And singing songs of joy and peace Well, I wish I had a river I could skate away on

Its coming on Christmas Theyre cutting down trees Theyre putting up reindeer And singing songs of joy and peace Oh I wish I had a river I could skate away on But it dont snow here It stays pretty green Im going to make a lot of money Then Im going to quit this crazy scene Oh I wish I had a river I could skate away on I wish I had a river so long I would teach my feet to fly I wish I had a river I could skate away on I made my baby cry He tried hard to help me You know, he put me at ease And he loved me so naughty Made me weak in the knees Oh I wish I had a river I could skate away on Im so hard to handle Im selfish and Im sad Now Ive gone and lost the best baby That I ever had I wish I had a river I could skate away on Oh I wish I had a river so long I would teach my feet to fly I wish I had a river I could skate away on I made my baby say goodbye Its coming on Christmas Theyre cutting down trees Theyre putting up reindeer And singing songs of joy and peace Oh I wish I had a river I could skate away on I could skate away on

Build your dreams To the stars above But when you need someone true to love Dont go to strangers Lover come to me Play with fire Get your fingers burned But when theres no place left to turn Dont go to strangers Lover come to me You give the call to follow your heart Youll follow your heart, I know Ive been around Im an old hand Ill understand if you have to go So make your mark For your friends to see But when you need more than company Dont go to strangers Lover come to me Dont go to strangers Lover come to me

Rows and flows of angel hair And ice cream castles in the air And feather canyons everywhere Ive looked at clouds that way But now they only block the sun They rain and snow on everyone So many things I would have done But clouds got in my way Ive looked at clouds from both sides now From up and down, and still somehow Its cloud’s illusions I recall I really dont know clouds, at all Moons and Jewels and Ferris wheels The dizzy dancing way you feel As every fairy tale looks real Ive looked at love that way But now love’s just another show You leave em laughing then you go And if you care, dont let them know Dont give yourself away Ive looked at love from both sides now From give and take, and still somehow Its loves illusions I recall I really dont know love at all Tears and fears and feeling proud To say I love you right out loud Dreams and schemes and circus crowds Ive looked at life that way But now old friends are acting strange They shake their heads, and say Ive changed Well somethings lost, but somethings gained In living every day Ive looked at life from both sides now From win and lose and still somehow Its lifes illusions I recall I really dont know life at all I dont know life And I dont know life I dont know life I dont know life I dont know life at all I dont know life I dont know life I dont know life at all I dont know life I dont know life I dont know life at all It’s allright

Just before our love got lost you said I am as constant as a northern star And I said, Constantly in the darkness Wheres that at? If you want me, Ill be in the bar On the back of a cartoon coaster In the blue TV screen light I drew a map of Canada Oh, Canada With your face sketched on it twice Oh, youre in my blood like holy wine You taste so bitter and so sweet Oh, I could drink a case of you, darling And I would still be on my feet Oh, I would still be on my feet Oh, I am a lonely painter I live in a box of paints Im frightened by the devil And Im drawn to those ones that aint afraid I remember that time you told me, you said Love is touching souls Surely you touched mine Cause part of you pours out of me In these lines from time to time Oh, youre in my blood like holy wine You taste so bitter and so sweet Oh, I could drink a case of you, darling Still Id be on my feet I would still be on my feet I met a woman She had a mouth like yours She knew your life She knew your devils and your deeds And she said Go to him, stay with him if you can But be prepared to bleed Oh, but youre in my blood, you are my holy wine Taste so bitter, bitter and so sweet I could drink a case of you, darling Still Id be on my feet Oh, I would still be on my feet Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh

Michael wakes you up with sweets He takes you up streets and the rain comes down Sidewalk markets locked up tight And umbrellas bright on a grey background Theres oil on the puddles in taffeta patterns That run down the drain In colored arrangements That Michael will change with a stick that he found Michael from mountains Go where you will go to Know that I will know you Someday I may know you very well Michael brings you to a park He sings and its dark when the clouds come by Yellow slickers up on swings Like puppets on strings hanging in the sky Theyll splash home to suppers in wallpapered kitchens Their mothers will scold But Michael will hold you To keep away cold till the sidewalks are dry Michael from mountains Go where you will go to Know that I will know you Someday I may know you very well Michael leads you up the stairs He needs you to care and you know you do Cats come crying to the key And dry you will be in a towel or two Theres rain in the window Theres sun in the painting that smiles on the wall You want to know all But his mountains have called so you never do Michael from mountains Go where you will go to Know that I will know you Someday I may know you very well Someday I may know you very well

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They paved paradise And put up a parking lot With a pink hotel, a boutique And a swinging hot spot Dont it always seem to go That you dont know what youve got Till its gone They paved paradise And put up a parking lot They took all the trees And put em in a tree museum And they charged the people Twenty-five bucks just to see em Dont it always seem to go That you dont know what youve got Till its gone They paved paradise And put up a parking lot Hey farmer farmer Put away your DDT now Give me spots on my apples But leave me the birds and the bees Please Dont it always seem to go That you dont know what youve got Till its gone They paved paradise And put up a parking lot Late last night I heard the screen door slam And a big yellow taxi Carried off my old man Dont it always seem to go That you dont know what youve got Till its gone They paved paradise And put up a parking lot Dont it always seem to go That you dont know what youve got Till its gone They paved paradise And put up a parking lot

Well, I came upon a child of god He was walking along the road And I asked him, tell me where are you going? This he told me Said, Im going down to Yasgurs farm Gonna join in a rock and roll band Got to get back to the land and set my soul free We are stardust, we are golden We are billion year old carbon And we got to get ourselves back to the garden Well, then can I walk beside you? I have come to lose the smog And I feel myself a cog in somethin turning And maybe its the time of year But then maybe its the time of man And I dont know who I am But life is for learning We are stardust, we are golden We are billion year old carbon And we got to get ourselves back to the garden We are stardust, we are golden We are billion year old carbon And we got to get ourselves back to the garden By the time we got to Woodstock We were half a million strong And everywhere was a song and a celebration And I dreamed I saw the bomber jet planes Riding shotgun in the sky Turning into butterflies Above our nation We are stardust, we are golden We are caught in the devils bargain And we got to get ourselves back to the garden

The cats are in the flower bed A red hawk rides the sky I guess I should be happy Just to be alive But we have poisoned everything And oblivious to it all The cell phone zombies babble Through the shopping malls While condors fall from Indian skies Whales beach and die in sand Bad dreams are good In the great plan You cannot be trusted Do you even know youre lying Its dangerous to kid yourself You go deaf and dumb and blind You take with such entitlement You give bad attitude You have no grace No empathy No gratitude You have no sense of consequence Oh my head is in my hands Bad dreams are good In the great plan Before that altering apple We were one with everything No sense of self and other No self-consciousness But now we have to grapple With our man-made world backfiring Keeping one eye on our brothers deadly selfishness And everyones a victim! Nobodys hands are clean Theres so very little left of wild Eden Earth So near the jaws of our machines We live in these electric scabs These lesions once were lakes No one knows how to shoulder the blame Or learn from past mistakes So who will come to save the day? Mighty Mouse? Superman? Bad dreams are good in the great plan

Rows and floes of angel hair And ice cream castles in the air And feather canyons everywhere Ive looked at clouds that way But now they only block the sun They rain and snow on everyone So many things I would have done But clouds got in my way Ive looked at clouds from both sides now From up and down, and still somehow Its cloud illusions I recall I really dont know clouds at all Moons and Junes and Ferris wheels The dizzy dancing way you feel As every fairy tale comes real Ive looked at love that way But now its just another show You leave em laughing when you go And if you care, dont let them know Dont give yourself away Ive looked at love from both sides now From give and take, and still somehow Its loves illusions I recall I really dont know love at all Tears and fears and feeling proud To say I love you right out loud The dreams and schemes and circus crowds Ive looked at life that way But now old friends are acting strange They shake their heads, they say Ive changed Well somethings lost, but somethings gained In living every day Ive looked at life from both sides now From win and lose and still somehow Its lifes illusions I recall I really dont know life At all Ive looked at life from both sides now From up and down and still somehow Its lifes illusions I recall I really dont know life At all

Nå går det mot jul Treet står der som bestilt De synger sanger om fred Alt er av glanspapir og filt Og jeg ønsker meg ei elv Hvor jeg kan skyve fra Og snøen kommer ikke hit Alt er grønt og bart og kaldt Om jeg tjente en haug med penger Skulle jeg kjøpt oss ut av alt Og jeg ønsker meg ei elv Hvor jeg kan skyve fra Og jeg ønsker meg ei elv, ei elv av is Kjenne svevet når jeg skyver fra Jeg ønsker meg ei elv av is Vil fly med skøyter på Du grein av det jeg sa Han prøvde bare hjelpe Han var full når jeg var tom Og han fikk meg til å kjenne ting Jeg ikke visste om Og jeg ønsker meg ei elv Hvor jeg kan skyve fra Jeg er aldri helt den samme Jeg er sta og jeg er sær Nå har jeg gått i fra den eneste Som liker den jeg er Og jeg ønsker meg ei elv Hvor jeg kan skyve fra Og jeg ønsker meg ei elv, ei elv av is Kjenne svevet når jeg skyver fra Jeg ønsker meg ei elv av is Vil fly med skøyter på Jeg fikk deg til å dra

Study war no more Lay down your arms Study war no more Lay em down lay em down now Study war no more Lay down your arms Study war no more Newsreels rattle the Nazi dread The able-bodied have shipped away Molly McGee gets her tea-leaves read Youll be married in a month they say These leaves are crazy! Look at this town theres no men left! Just frail old boys and babies Talking to teacher in the treble clef She plants her garden in the spring She does the winter shovelling Tokyo Rose on the radio She says shes leavin but she dont go Out of the blue just passin thru A young flight sergeant, on two weeks leave Says Molly McGee no one else will do! And seals the tea-leaf prophecy Oh these nights are strong and soft Private passions and secret storms Nothin about him ticks her off And he looks so cute in his uniform She plants her garden in the spring He does the winter shovelling But summers just a sneeze In a long long bad winter cold She says Im leavin here but she dont go Sleep little darlin! This is your happy home Hiroshima cannot be pardoned! Dont have kids when you get grown Because this world is shattered The wise are mourning The fools are joking Oh what does it matter? The wash needs ironing And the fire needs stoking She plants her garden in the spring He does the winter shovelling The three of em laughing round the radio She says Im leavin here but she dont go She plants her garden in the spring They do the winter shovelling They sit up late and watch The Johnny Carson Show She says Im leavin here but she dont go