ANOTHER MAYBERRY (1989)
Flander's Fields (Based on the poem "In Flander's Fields" by John Mc Crea)
In Flander's Fields where the poppies blow Between the crosses row by row. To mark our places and in the sky The larks go bravely singing fly From Flander's Fields. We will come running home. From Flander's Fields, We will rise up Singing We will rise up.Scarce heard amongst the guns below We were together short days ago Breathe the air saw the sunset glow loved and were loved but now we lie In Flanders's Fields I hear her cry.Take up your quarrel with the foe To you from flailing hands we throw The torch be yours so hold it high. We will not sleep though we lie. From Flander's Fields. We will come running home. From Flander's Fields, We will rise up Singing We will rise up.
Another Mayberry
As we walk through the streets of another Mayberry dead leaves blow Into the windows and crackle underneath our feet And as I look into the distance Streets and cars carry the sunshine Over the rainbow Into my back yard. Clotheslines, anthills and people Who think they work hard at life just because They never ever miss a day. They can tell you nothin; about everything And he's a good boy isn't he Wants to be just like everyone he loves. In another Mayberry you'll love the fashions All forgotten In another Mayberry the milk's gone rotten And all the wells have dried. Did we leave something behind The river there's a house The radio's playing but no one lives inside.... It's just a memory of a dream I'll be with you once more under the stars ....
Salvation
If ever you are walkin' down the lonely street No one to lean on No one to help you on Cars and buildings so high Disparity so wide The only dreams we can see Are the ones on the t.v. If you need somebody, If you need, If you grieve, I'm your sole salvation.The city is on fire Can't you see these streets emptied in ashes, witless made afraid made expatriots made youth of idle science and unbelief so far from my brother passin' down the street.
I Will Carry
I know I might have let you down I know it's hard to turn around But can't you just take one look at me Before you leave me dyin'? I know I might have done you wrong I might have taken all and left you none But do you blame me for living Honey nothin' lives forever. I will carry you.can you trust can you believe Life ain't what it made me to be I'm just a little shaken up I'm just a little lonely. When you can't walk when you can't sleep 'Cause life get hard, things get bleak Just come my way knockin' Baby I ain't goin' nowhere. I will carry you.I dreamed once of different streets A better place for you and me We were laughin' and talkin' Sunlight filled the room. Now when I look behind your eyes No my dream it ain't a lie. Or some story that we heard, when no one else was listening. I will carry you.
Blues for Annie
Annie don't you run away. I won't leave you behind. Just you wait one longer day. Just you ease your mind Annie don't you run awayAnnie don't you cry. I won't let you down. I never meant to say good bye. To this love I found. Annie don't you cry.Said I've been gone for too long. And I've been too far away. It'll seem like I've never gone. Hey Annie. Don't stop waiting.Annie don't you lose your heart. I won't leave you behind. I loved you from the start. Just you ease your mind. Annie. Don't you lose your heart.Hey Annie. Don't stop waiting.
Blue Water
When I was walking by the blue water I was thinking about you By the water you can think forever By the water so deep and blue By the blue water.When I was dreaming by the blue water I was dreaming about you Yes I dreamed we would love for ever By the water so deep and blue By the blue waterWe gonna run. We gonna run away She's been lookin' at me She's been thinkin' 'bout nobody but meWhen I was swimming in the blue water I remembered the truth You didn't want me to be your lover That's why the water is so deep and blue By the blue water.
Geography of a Horse Dreamer (based on the play "Geography of a Horse Dreamer" by Sam Shepard")
Old man put down your bottle, go and tidy up your room the t.v. is broken. There ain't no room, there ain't no food. There ain't no air only cigarettes and it's time to tell us something And he turns with his eyes wide open and bleedin' and cryin' tell us what did you see in the neon in the halflight did you dream us a number did you dream us a winner tell us what did you dream? Don't pretend like you don't love us really you're a part of it all goin' bad and money you'll get a little maybe you can take a walk outside, breathe the air see what it's like to be alive. And he turns and he wonders what city he is in in a motel on some highway with bruises on his skin in the neon in the halflight did you dream us a number did you dream us a winner, tell us what did you dream? and he turns and he smiles and he makes them wonder he say's I'll give you a number he say's I'll give you a dream It ain't Jersey it ain't Lilly it ain't no bloody mare or queen that keeps on comin' in to keep us in this hell that we're in.She lives on the third floor. she has three children to feed. I'll give you her number, you can call her and ask her If she remembers me.
It All Comes Down
Last night I woke I was somewhere sleeping In a strange woman's bed With my head still ringin' Sometimes its the wicked thunder The wine and women take you under She'll laugh at you and smile at you Leave you to wake and feel it All comes down It All comes down sometimes Last night I woke I forgot my sweet dreamin' My head against the window Watch the highway lines streamin' Are there numbers to go with every place A name to go with every face but never a one to call my own Ain't it nice to be a rollin' stone it All comes down It All comes down sometime Last night I woke I heard some woman screamin' Wavin' her arms yeah she loves me for singing A song to keep it all inside Sing you're so pretty and it's all right The pride and rhythm make it better and bittersweeet When love can't keep it All comes down It All comes down sometime
American Boy
He's an American boy with his hair combed back He's gonna buy himself a nice new car He's gonna marry one of them pretty cookin' wives and die alone in a big old house Oh, he was an American boyHe's gonna get a job that pays real well Go on vacation every year Have a fine young boy for the N.F.L. All without having to shed a tear. Oh, he was an American boyYeah, the American boy is older now He's been shortened by the weight on his back He finally takes a look around to see. There were a lot of other things that he could have been. Oh, he was an American boy.
Waiting in America
Broken in a tall black street of rain and inhumanity without shelter white or pride or even just the little things Will you come for me? sittin' in the summer sun thinkin' you would remember me Are there too many good deeds done In your world of sweet serenity?
Hymn
The city is spread Reach to the heavens This cloud cover breathing soft and rain Yes I'm good looking Yes I have money Don't it count for nothing over there. The snow falls dirty We watch our blue t.v. Educated in monotony The rains won't let me see The acid falling from the sky The bloody tears in your eyes.This is my hymn It's the only one I know This is my hymn I lift it up to you.My heart can't quite reach to the heavens Lyin' face down in unbelief Love or money can't fill it up This empty space that keeps running deep Is it true you love me You're the only one I needOne sweet flower of ease in the bitterest Hell Is your voice to me Whisper your love gentle Could you really love me Never disappointed, disenchanted In me you believe I will lie down waitin', I will cry waitin', I will work waitin', Waitin' for your love. This is my hymn It's the only one I know This is my hymn I'm screamin' out to you.
Take me back!
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