Grace U2

Grace, she takes the blame
She covers the shame
Removes the stain
It could be her name

Grace, it's the name for a girl
It's also a thought that changed the world
And when she walks on the street
You can hear the strings
Grace finds goodness in everything

Grace, she's got the walk
Not on a ramp or on chalk
She's got the time to talk
She travels outside of karma
She travels outside of karma
When she goes to work
You can hear her strings
Grace finds beauty in everything

Grace, she carries a world on her hips
No champagne flute for her lips
No twirls or skips between her fingertips
She carries a pearl in perfect condition

What once was hurt
What once was friction
What left a mark
No longer stings
Because Grace makes beauty
Out of ugly things

Grace makes beauty out of ugly things

Very rarely do the lyricsof an intire song grab me, but here are some snippets --

Moxy Fruvous, The DrinkingSong
...Ever notice how drinking's like war?
Cuppa troops o'er the gums
To the end of our health
the campaign 'gainst myself
armed with bourbons and scotchs and rums

Indigo Girls (can't remember what song though)
She likes the taste of danger and it shines like sugar on his lips

Erin McKeown, Love in 2 parts
What is whisky in the morning, but a clear path to the door?

And the entirety of [/I]The last time I saw Richard[I] by Joni Mitchell
The last time I saw Richard it was Detroit in '68
and he told me all Romantics meet the same fate someday
cynical and drunk and boring someone in some dark cafe
"You laugh," he said, "You think you're immune,
Go look at your eyes, they're full of moon
You like roses and kisses and pretty men to tell you
all those pretty lies, pretty lies
When you gonna realize they're only pretty lies
only pretty lies, just pretty lies."

He put a quarter in the Wurlitzer,
and he pushed three buttons and the thing began to whirr
and a bar maid came by in fishnet stockings and a bowtie
and she said, "Drink up now its gettin' on time to close"

"Richard, you haven't really changed," I said,
"It's just that now you're romanticizing some pain that's in your head
You got tombs in your eyes, but the songs you punched are dreaming
Listen, they sing of love so sweet, love so sweet
When you gonna get yourself back on your feet?
Oh love can be so sweet, love so sweet."

Richard got married to a figure skater,
and he bought her a dishwasher and a coffee percolator
and he drinks at home now most lights with the TV on
and all the house lights left up bright
I'm gonna blow this damn candle out
I don't want nobody comin' over to my table
I got nothing to talk to anybody about
All good dreamers pass this way some day
Hidin' in behind bottles in dark cafes, dark cafes
Only a dark cocoon before I get my gorgeous wings and fly away
Only a phase, these dark cafe days.

This is a Switchfoot b-side that almost nobody's ever heard, but I've been addicted to lately. Why they didn't put this on their CD instead of some other songs is beyond me.

i've been wondering
are you now
who you thought you were?
i think i'm dreaming
to be with you again
but i'm not sure
this is loving
you and me and all the stars out there
just tell me something
are we now
how we thought we were?

i'm not sure
i'll make it back this time
i'm not sure
i'll make it home
'cuz we've all got a road to walk
in time, we'll find, we walk alone

i've been thinking
what i know
i've got a lot to learn
what i've seen
fires need to find new places to burn
this is lonely
like a bell
ringing your last words
tell me something
where you'll be
won't you need a cure

i'm not sure
i'll make it back this time
i'm not sure
i'll make it home
'cuz we've all got a road to walk
in time, we'll find, we walk alone

have i mentioned already how much i love eve? i can't thank libby enough for sending me a copy... it's almost life changing, just when i need it most!

anyway. "happy with myself?" scarily sounds like my last relationship. even the 2 or 3 years part! *sigh.

Happy With Myself?
words: Bergquist and Detweiler
music: Bergquist
recording: Eve

I'm happy with myself
I'm happy with myself
and I don't have what it takes to please you

I've been trying to write you a letter
I've been trying for two or three years
maybe I could just say it better
practice some in front of a mirror here oh

I've been trying to build you a heaven
crowns of thorns in Mason Jars
angels that dance on pins and needles
maybe I've tried a little too hard oh

These may be about the mushiest lyrics I could post, but the chorus I can see where makes complete sense about someone I care completely about (Noel). Sorry if I get some wrong, I'm typing them out all by myself.

ADORE - Prince

Until the end of time, I'll be there for you
You own my heart and mind, I truly adore you
If God one day struck me blind, your beauty I'd still see
Love's too weak to define just what you mean to me

From the first moment I saw you
Ooh, I knew you were the one
That night I had to call you
I was rappin' till the sun came up
Tellin' you just how fine you look
In a word, you were sex
All of my cool attitude you took
My body was next
You made love to me
Like you were afraid
Was you afraid of me?
Was I the first?
Was I your every fantasy?
That's why...

...back to the chorus, and so on...

Johnny Met June
by Shelby Lynne

Got some news today from the radio man
He spoke the words softly and as somber as he can
The world stood still and the sky opened up
made my way to fill up my coffee cup.
Then it occurred to me as the daylight sky shone blue
Today’s the day that
Johnny met June.

He waited a while he knew that he would
He was gonna hang around here for as long a he could
The days went by and hours idle passed
He was never sure just how long he would last
But there’s not much love in a lonely room
Today’s the day that
Johnny met June

Hey my darlin’ hey my sweet
I’ve waited on the day that I knew we would meet.
Hey my sun, hey my moon
Today’s the day that
Johnny met June.

Now were starting over it’s the place that we are
You look more than pretty underneath all the stars
Love, love is a burning thing
Oh how I still love to hear you sing
And everything we ever heard about heaven is true
Today’s the day that Johnny met June
Today’s the day that Johnny met June.


from: Suit Yourself
(IMNSHO) a beautiful, simple, brilliant record.

I Let It Go
words and music: Bergquist/Detweiler
recording: The Cutting Room Floor

I wanted to sing you a song
This gift I was given has all come out wrong
I wanted to give you so much
I came all this way just to hand you a (broken) crutch

I let it go
This life I know
Seeds that we sow
May come to dust

I let it go
One thing I know
What's real will grow
Inside of us

I wanted to lay by your side
Take this small world and open it wide
I wanted to write it all down
Your skin was the paper your pages unbound

Lonely is just how I feel
Alone in the world and the world's a wheel
Spinning these thoughts in my head
I tangle with you and we hang by a thread

There may come a day when this dream dies
Fair enough fair enough
Until then we lay down our own lives
Fair enough fair enough

Radiohead - There There


In pitch dark, I go walking in your landscape.
Broken branches trip me as I speak.
Just 'cause you feel it doesnt mean it's there.
Just 'cause you feel it doesnt mean it's there.

There's always a siren
Singing you to shipwreck
(Don't reach out, don't reach out
Don't reach out, don't reach out)
Steer away from these rocks
We'd be a walking disaster
(Don't reach out, don't reach out
Don't reach out, don't reach out)
Just 'cause you feel it doesn't mean it's there.
(there's someone on your shoulder)
(there's someone on your shoulder)
Just 'cause you feel it doesn't mean it's there.
(there's someone on your shoulder)
(there's someone on your shoulder)
There there!

Why so green and lonely?
And lonely
And lonely

Heaven sent you to me
To me
To me

We are accidents
Waiting waiting to happen.

We are accidents
Waiting waiting to happen.

The Usual Thing -- Marshall Crenshaw

Don't want to know about the usual thing
I never bother with the usual thing
And I only wanna shout wanna jive wanna feel alive
Do whatever I wanna do

Just forget about the usual thing
Don't wanna know about the usual thing
And if I didn't think you were a little bit out there too
Now I just wouldn't bother with you
Oh I just wouldn't bother with you

I wanna take you with me
I'll do most anything that you want to
When we go out together now
We must run wild but first I'm warning you

Well I never bother with the usual thing
Don't wanna know about the usual thing
And I only wanna shout wanna jive wanna feel alive
Do whatever I wanna do

Just forget about the usual thing
I don't wanna know about the usual thing
And if I didn't think you were a little bit out there too
Oh I just wouldn't bother with you
Aw I just wouldn't bother with you

I wanna give you somethin' babe
I just don't want to lose my energy
Yeah, that's why I keep on trying
Uh to only be true to what's inside of me

Woah, I never bother with the usual thing
Don't want to know about the usual thing
And I only wanna shout wanna jive wanna feel alive
Do whatever I wanna do

Just forget about the usual thing
Don't wanna know about the usual thing
And if I didn't think you were a little bit out there too
Aw I just wouldn't bother with you
Well I just wouldn't bother with you
(repeat chorus)

Love Keep Us Together

Hold me tight don't say goodnight
And I'll let you know that I care
Stay a little longer
Don't let me be
And I'll comfort you from the storm
It's been a long night
Tomorrow's another day
Call me when you find out the answer
And I'll hope and I'll pray
To a power
That'll keep me from going insane
In the meantime
Teenage lovers caught up in this dance
Pain's the price of this young romance
How was I such a young fool to know
Lord knows we got no direction from home baby
So I say this prayer
Take hold of me
Blessed powers that be
Love keep us together
Down with the rain came the news
That our wild ways would bring us a baby boy
Wash away all those innocent dreams
As the whole world turns upside down on me
And here I pray
To some power they say
Is gonna keep me from going insane
I don't think so child
I can't be strong unless I'm by your side
My weakness tells me to run for the hills
Responsibility beckons me
To think I'd dreamed that your kiss would set me free
I've never been so wrong
Take hold of me
Blessed powers that be
Love keep us together
There cries a child
So deep in the night
He needs a father somebody to set things right
I'm the one to love to hold him tight
To discount my love a serious oversight
Higher power has brought us together I know
She will keep us together wherever we go
Even if I live a thousand miles away
My love is pure, strong, it's here to stay
Together forever and a day.

by Martin Sexton

Home Grown Tomaters

Home Grown Tomaters!

What'd life be without home grown tomaters??

Only two things that money can't buy,
and that's true love
and home grown tomaters.

Creepin' In - Norah Jones/Dolly Parton

There's a big ol' hole
That's gone right through the sole
Of this old shoe
And the water on the ground
Ain't got no place else it found
So it's only got one thing left to do

Creep on in
Creep on in
And once it has begun
Won't stop until it's done
Sneaking in

There's a silver moon
That came just a little soon
For me to bare
Shines brightly on my bed
And the shadows overhead
Won't let me sleep as long as they're there

Creep on in
Creep on in
And once it has begun
Won't stop until it's done
Sneaking in

There's a big ol' hole
That goes right through my sole
And that ain't nothin' new
So long as you're around
And got no place else you've found
There's only one thing left to do

Creep on in
Creep on in
And once you have begun
Don't stop until you're done
Sneaking in

Fiona Apple "Oh Well"

What you did to me made me
See myself something different
Though I try to talk sense to myself
But I just won't listen

Won't you go away
Turned yourself in
You're no good at confession
Before the image that you burned me in
Tries to teach you a lesson

What you did to me made me see myself somethin' awful
A voice once stentorian is now again weak and muffled
It took me such a long time to get back up the first time you did it
I spent all I had to get it back, and now it seems I've been outbidded

My peace and quiet was stolen from me
When I was looking with calm affection
You were searching out my imperfections

What wasted unconditional love
On somebody
Who doesn't believe in the stuff

You came up on me like a hypnic jerk
When I was just about settled
And when it counts you recoil
With the cryptic word and leave a love belittled

Oh what a cold and a common old way to go
I was feeding on the need for you to know me
Devastated of the rate you fell below me

What wasted unconditional love
On somebody
Who doesn't believe in this life

Oh well

Step out the front door like a ghost
into the fog where no one notices
the contrast of white on white.

And in between the moon and you
the angels get a better view
of the crumbling difference between wrong and right.

I walk in the air between the rain,
through myself and back again.
Where? I don't know
Maria says she's dying.
Through the door, I hear her crying
Why? I don't know

Round here we always stand up straight
Round here something radiates

Maria came from Nashville with a suitcase in her hand
She said she'd like to meet a boy who looks like Elvis
She walks along the edge of where the ocean meets the land
Just like she's walking on a wire in the circus
She parks her car outside of my house,
takes her clothes off,
Says she's close to understanding Jesus
She knows she's more that just a little misunderstood
She has trouble acting normal when she's nervous

Round here we're carving out our names
Round here we all look the same
Round here we talk just like lions
But we sacrifice like lambs
Round here she's slipping through my hands

Sleeping children got to run like the wind
Out of the lightning dream
Mama's little baby better get herself in
Out of the lightning

She says, "It's only in my head."
She says, "Shhh....I know it's only in my head."

But the girl on the car in the parking lot
says: "Man, you should try to take a shot
Can't you see my walls are crumbling."

Then she looks up at the building
and says she's thinking of jumping.
She says she's tired of life;
she must be tired of something.

Round here she's always on my mind
Round here I got lots of time
Round here we're never sent to bed early
Nobody makes us wait
Round here we stay up very very late

fantastic stuff, this group rilo kiley. they capture the angst and frustration that some of us in our mid to late (sigh) 20s feel on a regular basis.

A better son/daughter

Sometimes in the morning I am petrified and can’t move
Awake but cannot open my eyes
And the weight is crushing down
On my lungs
I know I can’t breathe
And hope someone will save me this time
And your mother’s still calling you insane and high
Swearing it’s different this time
And you tell her you give in to the demons that possess her and that God never
blessed her insides
Then you hang up the phone and feel badly for upsetting things
Crawl back into bed to dream of a time
When your heart was open wide
And you loved things just because
Like the sick and the dying

And sometimes when you’re on
You’re really f*cking on
And your friends they sing along
And they love you
But the lows are so extreme
That the good seems f*cking cheap
And it teases you for weeks in its absence

But you’ll fight and you’ll make it through
You’ll fake it if you have to
And you’ll show up for work with a smile
And you’ll be better
And you’ll be smarter
And more grown up and a better daughter or son
And a real good friend

And you’ll be awake
You’ll be alert
You’ll be positive though it hurts
And you’ll laugh and embrace all your friends
You’ll be a real good listener
You’ll be honest
You’ll be brave
You’ll be handsome and you’ll be beautiful
You’ll be happy

Your ship may be coming in
You’re weak but not giving in
To the cries and the wails of the valley below
And your ship may be coming in
You’re weak but not giving in
And you’ll fight it
You’ll go out fighting all of them….

Oh man, Rilo Kiley!


They rock!

Please forgive me if this is a repeat...I just discovered it.

Mercy Now

Written by Mary Gauthier

My father could use a little mercy now
The fruits of his labor
Fall and rot slowly on the ground
His work is almost over
It won't be long and he won't be around
I love my father, and he could use some mercy now
My brother could use a little mercy now
He's shackled to his fears and doubts
The pain that he lives in is
Almost more than living will allow
I love my brother, and he could use some mercy now
My church and my country could use a little mercy now
As they sink into a poisoned pit
That's going to take forever to climb out
They carry the weight of the faithful
Who follow them down
I love my church and country, and they could use some mercy now
Every living thing could use a little mercy now
Only the hand of grace can end the race
Towards another mushroom cloud
People in power, well
They'll do anything to keep their crown
I love life, and life itself could use some mercy now
Yeah, we all could use a little mercy now
I know we don't deserve it
But we need it anyhow
We hang in the balance
Dangle 'tween hell and hallowed ground
Every single one of us could use some mercy now

Inner City Blues

(Marvin Gaye)
Dah, dah, dah, dah
dah, dah, dah, dah, dah, dah, dah
Dah, dah, dah, dah
Dah, dah, dah, dah, dah, dah, dah
Dah, dah, dah
Rockets, moon shots
Spend it on the have nots
Money, we make it
Fore we see it you take it
Oh, make you wanna holler
The way they do my life
Make me wanna holler
The way they do my life
This ain't livin', This ain't livin'
No, no baby, this ain't livin'
No, no, no
Inflation no chance
To increase finance
Bills pile up sky high
Send that boy off to die
Make me wanna holler
The way they do my life
Make me wanna holler
The way they do my life
Dah, dah, dah
Dah, dah, dah
Hang ups, let downs
Bad breaks, set backs
Natural fact is
I can't pay my taxes
Oh, make me wanna holler
And throw up both my hands
Yea, it makes me wanna holler
And throw up both my hands
Crime is increasing
Trigger happy policing
Panic is spreading
God know where we're heading
Oh, make me wanna holler
They don't understand
Dah, dah, dah
Dah, dah, dah
Dah, dah, dah

hold on to the thread
the currents will shift
glide me towards...
you know something's left
and we're all allowed
to dream of the next
of the next time we touch...
you don't have to stray
the oceans away
waves roll in my thoughts
hold tight the ring...
the sea will rise...
please stand by the shore...
i will be... i will be there once more...

Pearl Jam, Oceans

England 2 Colombia 0, by Kirsty MacColl


Oh you shouldn't have kissed me and got me so excited
And when you asked me out I really was delighted
So we went to a pub in Belsize Park
And we cheered on England as the sky grew dark
Oh you shouldn't have kissed me cause you started a fire
But then I found out that you're a serial liar

You lied about your status
You lied about your life
You never mentioned your three children
And the fact you have a wife
Now it's England two, Colombia nil
And I know just how those Colombians feel

If you hadn't passed out while I was talking to your friend
It could have really ended badly cause you very nearly had me
If he hadn't taken pity on my heart full of desire
I might never have found out you're a serial liar

You lied about your status
You lied about your life
You forgot you have three children
You forgot you have a wife
Now it's England two, Colombia nil
And I know just how those Colombians feel

It is not in my nature to ever pick the winning team
Sometimes I think I'm happy then I remember it's a dream
Now it isn't in my nature to ever pick a winner
I always pick a bastard who would have me for his dinner

I can never possess the object of my desire
Cause he's bound to turn out to be a serial liar
Okay, I didn't mention my kids, I thought I'd wait a bit
But I am free and single and he's a lying git

Cause he lied about his status
He lied about his life
He forgot he had three children
He forgot he had a wife
And it's England two, Colombia nil
I know just how those Colombians feel

So I got into a taxi and sobbed all the way home
Called my friend up in São Paulo and cried down the phone
I played some tragic music and I lay down to die
But later I woke and I hadn't stopped crying

You should never have kissed me, you tasted of deceit
Your perfume was adultery, but I'm not a piece of meat
So I'll be the one that you couldn't acquire
I found out in time you're a serial liar

You lied about your status
You lied about your life
And I pity your three children
And I pity your poor wife
Now you can go to hell
I'm going to Brazil
Still it's England two, Colombia nil

California Snow, by Dave Alvin


I'm just tryin' to make a livin'
I'm an old man at thirty-nine
With two kids and an ex-wife
Who moved up to Riverside
I'm workin' down on the border
Drivin' back roads every night
In the mountains east of El Cajon
North of the Tecate line

Where the California summer sun
Will burn right through your soul
But in the winter you can freeze to death
In the California snow

I catch the ones I'm able to
And watch the others slip away
I know some by their faces
And I even know some by name
I guess they think that we're all
Movie stars and millionaires
I guess that they still believe
That dreams come true up here

But I bet the weather's warmer down in Mexico
And no one ever tells them ‘bout the California snow

Last winter I found a man and wife
Just about daybreak
Layin' in a frozen ditch
South of the interstate
I wrapped ‘em both in blankets
But she'd already died
The next day we sent him back alone
Across the borderline

I don't know where they came from
Or where they planned to go
But he carried her all night long
Through the California snow

Sometimes when I'm alone out here
I get to thinkin' about my life
Maybe I should go to Riverside
And try to fix things with my wife
Or maybe just get in my truck
And drive as far as I can go
Away from all the ghosts that haunt
The California snow

Where the California summer sun
Can burn right to your soul
And in the winter you can freeze to death
In the California snow

Untitled, by Peter Himmelman


This is a story 'bout a taxi ride I can't forget
It was autumn in Minnesota, it was rainy, cold, and wet
So I hopped into the first cab that I saw
The heater was on but the chill just wouldn't thaw

The driver of the cab he had a pock-marked face
He didn't seem too unfriendly, he was just starin' off into space
And he told me that he used to drive a truck
And that right now he was down on his luck

We talked a bit about travellin', told him that I'd been to the USSR
He looked at me in the rear-view mirror and said, "Ain't that where the Jews and commies are?"
And I knew I was in for a hell of a ride
My face was calm, but I was burnin' up inside

He told me he had a dream to go to a place free from niggers and Jews
"Austria?," I asked out loud as I stared down at my shoes
Then he said, "That's exactly right,"
He said, "Hey man, ain't you proud to be white?"

I played along with him a bit, then I said, "What do you mean? I'm not quite sure."
That's when he told me how much he admired the Fuhrer
We drove on through the Minnetonka Pines
And the rain started freezin' on the highway signs

Then I said, "Don't you think it was wrong, I mean, gassin' all them Jews?"
Then he told me Hitler's only fault was that he had to go and lose
A war that should have set the white man free
To inherit the entire earth as his destiny

Then he started fishin' for a cassette tape that he'd gotten in a special class
And on it some teacher was talkin' about destroyin' the Jews at last
And about how they were all to blame
For every problem that you could ever name

I stared out my window, started thinkin' about my life
Thinkin' about my children, thinkin' about my wife
And I wondered how much more could I endure
Of a hatred so naked and so pure

When we got to my brother's house, I even tipped him a dollar or two
And I was wonderin' if he'd known all along that his passenger was a Jew
I just stared at my breath in the freezin' night
That's when my brother came to the door and put on the light

Don't tell me children, defile your dreams
Our heads are still pounding from the sound of their screams
And the blood is still flowing down European streams
And it's you who have no right to call yourself a human being
Here I am, in a taxi cab with a cut-rate Aryan

I spent the next morning with a man who had death camp numbers on his arm
And I swore to myself I would do anything to protect him from further harm
And he told me wherever you may go
You must refute them if they say it wasn't so

Concrete Blonde - "Dance Along the Edge"

Sometimes we laugh like children,
Running hand in hand
I never felt like this before,
I never will again
Sometimes we cry like babies
I hold you to my heart
I just can’t stand to see you sad,
It tears me all apart

And we’re so afraid and it’s such a shame,
There is no reason we should doubt it
And the things we want to say we never said
And we look away and it’s all okay and
Never really talk about it
It’s a shame the way we dance along the edge

Dance along the edge

We always seem so careful,
We’re always so unsure
Our past mistakes they make us shake
Our eyes on the door
When do we stop searching for what we’re searching for?
Then when it comes, we question love and try for more

And we’re happy here, but we live in fear
We’ve seen a lot of temples crumble
Some of flesh and blood from love under glass
Will we come undone? Will we turn and run?
And will we know it when we find it?
It’s a game the way we dance along the edge

Dance along the edge

And we’ll walk the line and we’ll do our time
For just as long as we’ve been given,
And pretend that we don’t hear the things they’ve said
Can we promise love? Is it all too much?
And do our old souls still believe it?
It’s insane the way we dance along the edge

Dance along the edge

Great, sad story. I've met one or two people like that in my life and it's equally scary and sad. I really want to hear this song now...

These are 2 of my favorite Dylan songs (ha - that I actually know!) ...

Who killed Davey Moore?

Who killed Davey Moore,
Why an' what's the reason for?

"Not I," says the referee,
"Don't point your finger at me.
I could've stopped it in the eighth
An' maybe kept him from his fate,
But the crowd would've booed, I'm sure,
At not gettin' their money's worth.
It's too bad he had to go,
But there was a pressure on me too, you know.
It wasn't me that made him fall.
No, you can't blame me at all."

Who killed Davey Moore,
Why an' what's the reason for?

"Not us," says the angry crowd,
Whose screams filled the arena loud.
"It's too bad he died that night
But we just like to see a fight.
We didn't mean for him t' meet his death,
We just meant to see some sweat,
There ain't nothing wrong in that.
It wasn't us that made him fall.
No, you can't blame us at all."

Who killed Davey Moore,
Why an' what's the reason for?

"Not me," says his manager,
Puffing on a big cigar.
"It's hard to say, it's hard to tell,
I always thought that he was well.
It's too bad for his wife an' kids he's dead,
But if he was sick, he should've said.
It wasn't me that made him fall.
No, you can't blame me at all."

Who killed Davey Moore,
Why an' what's the reason for?

"Not me," says the gambling man,
With his ticket stub still in his hand.
"It wasn't me that knocked him down,
My hands never touched him none.
I didn't commit no ugly sin,
Anyway, I put money on him to win.
It wasn't me that made him fall.
No, you can't blame me at all."

Who killed Davey Moore,
Why an' what's the reason for?

"Not me," says the boxing writer,
Pounding print on his old typewriter,
Sayin', "Boxing ain't to blame,
There's just as much danger in a football game."
Sayin', "Fist fighting is here to stay,
It's just the old American way.
It wasn't me that made him fall.
No, you can't blame me at all."

Who killed Davey Moore,
Why an' what's the reason for?

"Not me," says the man whose fists
Laid him low in a cloud of mist,
Who came here from Cuba's door
Where boxing ain't allowed no more.
"I hit him, yes, it's true,
But that's what I am paid to do.
Don't say 'murder,' don't say 'kill.'
It was destiny, it was God's will."

Who killed Davey Moore,
Why an' what's the reason for?



All I Really Want to Do

I ain't lookin' to compete with you,
Beat or cheat or mistreat you,
Simplify you, classify you,
Deny, defy or crucify you.
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you.

No, and I ain't lookin' to fight with you,
Frighten you or uptighten you,
Drag you down or drain you down,
Chain you down or bring you down.
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you.

I ain't lookin' to block you up
Shock or knock or lock you up,
Analyze you, categorize you,
Finalize you or advertise you.
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you.

I don't want to straight-face you,
Race or chase you, track or trace you,
Or disgrace you or displace you,
Or define you or confine you.
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you.

I don't want to meet your kin,
Make you spin or do you in,
Or select you or dissect you,
Or inspect you or reject you.
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you.

I don't want to fake you out,
Take or shake or forsake you out,
I ain't lookin' for you to feel like me,
See like me or be like me.
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you.

For many friends, and for many goodbyes...


Cowboy Junkies - Now I Know

Now I know, now I know what it means to be broken.
Now I know, now I know what it means to be bared.
You in the chair perceptibly sinking.
I'm on my knees once again made aware
of the world out there.
Grief is a word to describe the absence of feeling.
Now I know, now I know what it means to be broken.

Now I know, now I know,
now I know what it means to be broken.
Now I know, now I know,
now I know what it means to be bared.
You in the chair systematically sinking.
I'm on my knees once again made aware
of the world out there.
Grief is a word to describe the absence of feeling.
Now I know, now I know,
now I know what it means to be broken.

G. Love and Special Sauce - Astronaut

Some of these days
I just can’t seem to get out of bed
Waking up spider webs growing up in my hair
I’ve been last; tumbleweeds growin up in my face
It seems just like it’s a good time to blast off to space

Right about now
Momma I’m an astronaut
Right about now
Momma I’m an astronaut
Right about now
Momma I’m an astronaut
Yeah

Some of these days despite all the things that in my head
Some of the days I love you despite all the shit you said
Tumbleweeds, rolling on rolling on around this town
I’m blasting off; I don’t even think I hang around

Right about now
Momma I’m an astronaut
Right about now
Momma I’m an astronaut
Right about now
Momma I’m an astronaut
Yeah

Should I leave?
I should have left a long time ago
Should I leave?
I should have left a long time ago
Should I leave?
I should have left a long time ago
Should I leave?
I should have left a long time ago

I just need a spaceship to get me right out of here
I wish I had never met you let you in my stratosphere
Spider webs getting in my brain
I’m the brother that you drove insane
I’m just a kid from the Milky Way
I’m blasting off momma I can’t stay

Right about now
Momma I’m an astronaut
Right about now
Momma I’m an astronaut
Right about now
Momma I’m an astronaut
Right about now
Momma I’m an astronaut
Yeah

Beam me up, beam me up Scotty
Beam me up yeah
Beam me up, beam me up Scotty
Get me out of here
Beam me up, beam me up Scotty
Beam me up yeah
Beam me up, beam me up Scotty
Get me out of here

"breathe" sleeper

Everything is quiet
Everything is cruel
God you never noticed me
Or anything at all
But I breathe
All of us are broken
All of us are stained
All of us are taken down
Bought and thrown away

Can I breathe
Can I breathe at all
Who are we tonight
Breathe at all
Ooh you may be right

Everything is crazy
Everything is still
God you never noticed me

Or anything at all
But I breathe
Can I breathe

All the days are drawn
On tracing paper drift
Away away they fall

Breathe at all
Ooh you maybe right
Everything is quite
Everything is cruel

"she done it with a doctor,
on a helicopter!"

Oasis- Supersonic

what a song!

I think this is the most heart-wrenching song penned by R.E.M.

Country Feedback

This flower is scorched
This film is on
On a maddening loop.
These clothes,
These clothes don't fit us right
and I'm to blame
It's all the same
It's all the same

You come to me with a bone in your hand
You come to me with your hair curled tight
You come to me with positions
You come to me with excuses
Ducked out in a row
You wear me out
You wear me out

We've been through fake-a-breakdown
Self-hurt
Plastics, collections
Self-help, self-pain,
Est, psychics, f*ck all
I was central
I had control
I lost my head
I need this
I need this

A paper weight, junk garage
Winter rain, a honey pot
Crazy, all the lovers have been tagged.
A hotline, a wanted ad
It's crazy what you could've had
It's crazy what you could've had
It's crazy what you could've had
I need this
I need this

X.T.C. - Green Man

Please to bend down for the one called the green man
He wants to make you his bride
Please to bend down for the one called the green man
Forever to him you're tied

And you know for a million years he has been your lover
He'll be a million more
And you know for a million years he has been your lover
Down through the skin to the core

Heed the green man
Heed the green man

Please to dance round for the one called the green man
He wants to make you his child
Please to dance round for the one called the green man
Dressed in the fruits of the wild

And you know for a million years he has been your father
He'll be a million more
And you know for a million years he has been your father
Run to his arms at the door

Lay your head, lay your head, lay your head, lay your head on
the green man
Lay your head, lay your head with mine
Lay your head, lay your head, lay your head, lay your head on
the green man
Build a bed out of oak and pine

See the green man blow his kiss from high church wall
And unknowing church will amplify his call


Some interesting info behind this song can be found HERE.

Rodney Crowell
Time To Go Inward
from: Fate's Right Hand

It's time to go inward take a look at myself
Time to make the most of the time that I've got left
Prison bars imagined are no less solid steel

Time to go inward would you believe that I'm afraid
To stare down the barrel of the choices I have made
The ghost of bad decisions make mountains out of everything I feel

Outside my window the wind weaves a path through the trees
The moon takes a shine to the shadows that fall on the leaves

It's time to go inward Hmmm
I don't know if I can do it after all that I've become
I've been a fool for money but it's vanity that always leaves me flat

It's time to go inward man I hope I have the nerve
To take an inventory of the causes that I serve
They say a man without a conscience is like a man without a country
or something like that

It's time to go inward time to be still
If I don't do it now I don't believe I ever will
My mind is like a chatterbox whose noise pollutes the pathways
to my soul

Time to go inward time to get a grip
Time to put an end to one long bad acid trip
I'm all out of excuses for the way I've let my choices take a toll

Jesus and Buddah and Krishna and Minnie Pearl knew
Do unto other the things you want done unto you

Time to go inward take a look at me
Try to make some sense of life's illusions that I see
Try to solve the riddle of what it is I have to offer to this world

this song nails me more everytime i hear it...

kind of says it all to me

Rodney Crowell
Still Learning How To Fly
from: Fate's Right Hand

The hour is early
The whole world is quiet
A beautiful morning's about to ignite
I'm ready for danger
I'm ready for fire
I'm ready for something to lift me up higher

Life's been good, I guess
My ragged old heart's been blessed
With so much more than meets the eye
I've got a past I won't soon forget
You ain't seen nothing yet
I'm still learning how to fly

It's the dreams that die hard
With old habits to break
You can't let down your guard
When there's so much at stake
I'm halfway to heaven, halfway to hell
But I might roll a seven
You never can tell

Life's been good it's true
When I'm feeling just like new
The same old rules need not apply
I've got a past full of sticks and stones
And a good feeling in my bones
I'm still learning how to fly

I wanna go faster
I don't wanna slow down
I don't wanna get off of this merrygoround
I wanna be reckless
I wanna be vain
I wanna make love like a runaway train

Life's been good I said
I'm 10,000 miles ahead
The day I rest is the day I die
I've got a past like a broken wing
But you ain't seen anything
I'm still learning how to fly
I'm still learning how to fly

20 Years features a guitar solo that never really stops for most of the song that kind of reminds me the Guitar in Wildflower. Folks, this song is rocking my world. Check out these lyrics:

20 years
lyrics by Reggie Watts

gather all your things and i will tell you a story
of a man who never new where he was from
story goes he would not ever find love
passion has a way of slipping from the silver tongued
someday we’ll find an answer to it all
and share the future come

you and i will never know
the secrets that were left untold
20 years from now it still remains the same
you and i will never know
the secrets that were left untold
40 years from now it still remains the same

fortune has a way of overriding a person’s sensibility to trust the life they lead
and so it goes we find ourselves arriving once again it’s time to see the world as we have dreamed
someday we’ll find an answer to it all and share the future come

you and i will never know
the secrets that were left untold
20 years from now it still remains the same
you and i will never know
the secrets that were left untold
40 years from now it still remains the same


Happy Saturday!

Skoegahom...

Seems particularly fitting this week...

The Jesus and Mary Chain - God Help Me

God help me through this day
God please help me through this day
I'm blind can't see the way
God please help me through this day

I can't take it
I just can't take it anymore

God help me through this day
God please help me through this day
I'm blind can't see the way
God illuminate this day

I can't take it
I just can't take it anymore

I've been waiting longtime
I've been waiting longtime
I've been waiting too long
To see the light

16 Military Wives
The Decemberists (written by Colin Meloy)

16 military wives
32 softly focused, brightly colored eyes
Staring at the natural tan of 32 gently clenching wrinkled little hands
17 company men
out of which only 12 will make it back again
Sergeant sends a letter to 5 military wives as tears drip down from 10 little eyes

Cheer them on to their rivals
Because America can and America can't say no
And America does if America says it's so
And the anchor person on TV goes "la di da di da di da di da di da"

15 celebrity minds
leading their 15 sordid, wretched, checkered lives
Will they find the solution in time using their 15 pristine moderate liberal minds?
18 Academy chairs
out of which only 7 really even care
Doling out a garland to 5 celebrity minds
they're humbly taken by surprise

Cheer them on to their rivals
Because America can and America can't say no
And America does if America says it's so
And the anchor person on TV goes "la di da di da di da di da di da"

14 cannibal kings
wondering blithely what the dinner bell will bring
15 celebrity minds
served on a leafy bed of 16 military wives





Brutal! The TV anchorman line rings true especially in recent events. Do they know anything?

The News by Jack Johnson

A billion people died on the news tonight
But not so many cried at the terrible sight
Well mama said
It's just make believe
You can't believe everything you see
So baby close your eyes to the lullabies
On the news tonight

Who's the one to decide that it would be alright
To put the music behind the news tonight
Well mama said
You can't believe everything you hear
The diagetic world is so unclear
So baby close your ears
On the news tonight
On the news tonight

The unobtrusive tones on the news tonight
And mama said
Mmm

I watched a documentary on Katrina tonight. Several dead bodies were shown covered. And several times they referred to hundreds have died and possibly thousands. They’re talking months before electricity is restored and years before the city will be restored. They also showed a lot of stuff that makes you wonder how many hours we are away from being an uncivilized nation.

And yet today, we go on about our everyday lives as if this tragedy has no effect on us, just like we survived 9/11…

Why don't the newscasters cry when they read about people who die
At least they could be decent enough to put just a tear in their eyes
Mama said
It's just make believe
You cant believe everything you see
So baby close your eyes to the lullabies
On the news tonight

Skoegahom...

Man of God
Eliza Gilkyson

The cowboy came from out of the west
With his snakeskin boots and his bulletproof vest
Gang of goons and his big war chest
Fortunate son, he was doubly blessed
Corporate cronies and the chiefs of staff
Bowing to the image of the golden calf
Startin' up wars in the name of God's son
Gonna blow us all the way to kingdom come

Man of God, man of God
That ain't the teachings of a man of God
Man of God, man of God
That ain't the preachings of a man of God

Coalition of the fearful and the judgmental
Patricians, politicians, and the fundamentals
You never have to tell them how the money's spent
You never have to tell them where their freedom went
Homophobes in the high command
Waitin' for the rapture like it's Disneyland
Hide all the bodies from out of view
Channel all the treasures to the chosen few

Man of God, man of God
That ain't the teachings of a man of God
Man of God, man of God
That ain't the preachings of a man of God

If I could, I surely would
Stand on the rock where Moses stood
Look out people, now we're gionna get fleeced
By a wolf masquerading as a man of peace

Jesus said, Blessed are the meek
Jesus said, You gotta turn the other cheek
Jesus said, Help the poor and the weak
If he lived today he'd be a liberal freak!
All the money changers would be out in the street
Weepin' and wailin' and gnashin' their teeth
Me, I'm waitin' on the reckoning day
When the whole world gonna rise up and say

Man of God, man of God
That ain't the teachings of a man of God
Man of God, man of God
That ain't the preachings of a man of God

Shelter From The Storm
Bob Dylan

'Twas in another lifetime, one of toil and blood
When blackness was a virtue and the road was full of mud
I came in from the wilderness, a creature void of form.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

And if I pass this way again, you can rest assured
I'll always do my best for her, on that I give my word
In a world of steel-eyed death, and men who are fighting to be warm.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

Not a word was spoke between us, there was little risk involved
Everything up to that point had been left unresolved.
Try imagining a place where it's always safe and warm.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

I was burned out from exhaustion, buried in the hail,
Poisoned in the bushes an' blown out on the trail,
Hunted like a crocodile, ravaged in the corn.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

Suddenly I turned around and she was standin' there
With silver bracelets on her wrists and flowers in her hair.
She walked up to me so gracefully and took my crown of thorns.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

Now there's a wall between us, somethin' there's been lost
I took too much for granted, got my signals crossed.
Just to think that it all began on a long-forgotten morn.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

Well, the deputy walks on hard nails and the preacher rides a mount
But nothing really matters much, it's doom alone that counts
And the one-eyed undertaker, he blows a futile horn.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

I've heard newborn babies wailin' like a mournin' dove
And old men with broken teeth stranded without love.
Do I understand your question, man, is it hopeless and forlorn?
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

In a little hilltop village, they gambled for my clothes
I bargained for salvation an' they gave me a lethal dose.
I offered up my innocence and got repaid with scorn.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

Well, I'm livin' in a foreign country but I'm bound to cross the line
Beauty walks a razor's edge, someday I'll make it mine.
If I could only turn back the clock to when God and her were born.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

Hold You In My Arms
from "Trouble"
-Ray LaMontagne & Ethan Johns

When you came to me with your bad dreams and your fears
It was easy to see that you'd been crying
Seems like everywhere you turn catastrophe it reigns
But who really profits from the dying
I could hold you in my arms
I could hold you forever
I could hold you in my arms
I could hold you in my arms forever

When you kissed my lips with my mouth so full of questions
It's my worried mind that you quiet
Place your hands on my face
Close my eyes and say
Love is a poor man's food
Don't prophesize
I could hold you in my arms
I could hold you forever
And I could hold you in my arms
I could hold you forever

So now we see how it is
This fist begets the spear
Weapons of war
Symptoms of madness
Don't let your eyes refuse to see
Don't let your ears refuse to hear
Or you ain't never going to shake this sense of sadness
I could hold you in my arms
I could hold on forever
And I could hold you in my arms
I could hold forever

How Come
from "Trouble"
-Ray LaMontagne

People on the street now
Faces long and grim
Souls are feeling heavy
And faith is growing thin
Fears are getting stronger
You can Feel them on the rise
Hopelessness got some by the throat you can see it in their eyes
I said how come
How come
Everybody on a shoestring
Everybody in a hole
Everybody crossing their fingers and toes
Government man spin his politics till he got you pinned
Everybody trying to reach out to each other
But they don't know where to begin
I said how come
I can't tell
the free world
from living hell
I said how come
How come
all I see
is a child of god
in misery
I said how come
the pistol now as profit
The bullet some kind of lord and king
But pain is the only promise that this so called savior is going to bring
Love can be a liar
And justice can be a thief
And freedom can be an empty cup from which everybody want to drink
I said how come
I can't tell
the free world
from living hell
I said how come
How come
all i see
is a child of god
in misery
I said how come
Its just man killing man
Killing man
Killing man
Killing man
Killing man
I don't understand
Its just man killing man

Volcanoes -- Damien Rice


Don't hold yourself like that
You'll hurt your knees
I kissed your mouth and back
But that's all I need
Don't build your world around volcanoes melt you down
What I am to you is not real
What I am to you you do not need
What I am to you is not what you mean to me
You give me miles and miles of mountains
And I'll ask for the sea
Don't throw yourself like that
In front of me
I kissed your mouth your back
Is that all you need?
Don't drag my love around volcanoes melt me down
What I am to you is not real
What I am to you you do not need
What I am to you is not what you mean to me
You give me miles and miles of mountains
And I'll ask for what I give to you
Is just what i'm going through
This is nothing new
No no just another phase of finding what I really need
Is what makes me bleed
And like a new disease she's still too young to treat
Volcanoes melt me down
She's still too young
I kissed your mouth
You do not need me

SHOOTING STAR
Bob Dylan
from Oh! Mercy

Seen a shooting star tonight
And I thought of you.
You were trying to break into another world
A world I never knew.
I always kind of wondered
If you ever made it through.
Seen a shooting star tonight
And I thought of you.

Seen a shooting star tonight
And I thought of me.
If I was still the same
If I ever became what you wanted me to be
Did I miss the mark or
Over-step the line
That only you could see?
Seen a shooting star tonight
And I thought of me.

Listen to the engine, listen to the bell
As the last fire truck from hell
Goes rolling by, all good people are praying,
It's the last temptation
The last account
The last time you might hear the sermon on the mount,
The last radio is playing.

Seen a shooting star tonight
Slip Away.
Tomorrow will be another day.
Guess it's too late to say the things to you
That you needed to hear me say.
Seen a shooting star tonight
Slip away.



Copyright © 1989 Special Rider Music

Don't bring me bad news, no bad news
I don't need none of your bad news today
You're a sad little boy, anyone can see
Just a sad little boy, that's why you're carrying on that way
Why don't you burn it all down, burn your own house down
Try to kill your own disease
And leave the rest of us, there's a lot of us
Leave the rest of us who wanna live in peace, live in peace

I'm gonna find me a man, love him so well
Love him so strong, love him so slow
We're gonna go way beyond the walls of this fortress
And we won't be afraid, we won't be afraid
Though the darkness come our way we won't be afraid
To be alive anymore
And we'll grow kindness in our hearts
For all the strangers among us
'Til there are no strangers anymore

Don't bring me bad news, no bad news
I don't need none of your bad news today
Can't have my fear, I got nothin' to lose
Can't have my fear, I'm not getting out of here
Alive anyway
And I don't need none of these things, don't need none of these things
I've been handed
And the bird of peace is flying over, she's flying over
And comin' in for a landing

Patty Griffin, No Bad News

Although I'm a pretty big OtR fan these days, I remain loyal to Sarah McLachlan.... just "re-discovered" this one from Solace...

Lost
Sarah McLachlan

By the shadows of the night I go
I move away from the crowded room
That sea of shallow faces masked in warm regret
They don't know how to feel, they don't know what is lost

Lost in the darkness of a land
Where all the hope that's offered is
Memories of being taken by the hand
And we are led into the sun
But I don't have a hold on what is real
Though we can only try
What is there to give or to believe

I want it all to go away, I want to be alone
Sympathy's wasted on my hollow shell
I feel there's nothing left to fight for
No reason for a cause
And I can't hear your voice, and I can't feel you near

Lost in the darkness of a land
Where all the hope that's offered is
Memories of being taken by the hand
And we are led into the sun
But I don't have a hold on what is real
Though we can only try
What is there to give or to believe

I wanted a change, knowing all I could do was try
I was looking for someone...

gregg allman did a beautiful cover of this (i just listened to it)...

Rain
(John Lennon, Paul McCartney)


If the rain comes they run and hide their heads
They might as well be dead
If the rain comes, if the rain comes

When the sun shines they slip into the shade
(When the sun shines down)
And drink their lemonade
(When the sun shines down)
When the sun shines, when the sun shines

Rain, I don't mind
Shine, the weather's fine

I can show you that when it starts to rain
(When the rain comes down)
Everything's the same
(When the rain comes down)
I can show you, I can show you

Rain, I don't mind
Shine, the weather's fine

Can you hear me, that when it rains and shines
(When it rains and shines)
It's just a state of mind?
(When it rains and shines)
Can you hear me, can you hear me?

Under the Stormy Sky
Daniel Lanois
from Acadie

He Bebette, danse avec moi
ce soir on fais dodo
danse avec moi, Bebette, oui
under the stormy sky

Papa, y a vendu la terre,
la terre et la vache
danse avec moi, Bebette, oui
under the stormy sky

Jean-Paul, il joue le violon
la belle l'accordeon
danse avec moi, Bebette
on this stormy night

I hear the whipporwill cry
I see the blue heron fly over
Sugar Hill, snowy white
big blue siren in the night
Come with me Bebette, we go
under a stormy sky

I hear the T.H.& B.
the diesel turning,
calling you and me
to the city of steel,
smokestack - spinning wheel
come with me Bebette, oui
under the stormy sky

My heart is sad
to leave Sugar town,
goodbye Sugar Hill
on this stormy night

He Bebette, danse avec moi
ce soir on fais dodo
danse avec moi, Bebette, oui
under the stormy sky
under the stormy sky
under the stormy sky

***English Translation***

Hay Bebette, dance with me
You can rest later tonight
dance with me, Bebette, yes
under the stormy sky

Papa, he's sold the land,
the land and the cow
dance with me, Bebette, yes
under the stormy sky

Jean-Paul, he plays the fiddle
The beautiful plays the accordion
dance with me, Bebette
on this stormy night

I hear the whipporwill cry
I see the blue heron fly over
Sugar Hill, snowy white
big blue siren in the night
Come with me Bebette, we go
under a stormy sky

I hear the T.H.& B.
the diesel turning,
calling you and me
to the city of steel,
smokestack - spinning wheel
come with me Bebette, oui
under the stormy sky

My heart is sad
to leave Sugar town,
goodbye Sugar Hill
on this stormy night

Hay Bebette, dance with me
You can rest later tonight
dance with me, Bebette, yes
under the stormy sky
under the stormy sky
under the stormy sky

Just sent these lyrics at the bottom of a long letter to one of my daughters who is a thousand miles away, doing some amazing things.....

Here's the weight of the world on my shoulders
Here's the weight of the world on my shoulders
On my shoulders
All alone I pierce the chain
And on and on all the sting remains
And dying eyes consume me now
The voice inside screams out loud

I am focused on what I am after
The key to the next open chapter

Cause I found a way to steal the sun from the sky
Long live that day that I decided to fly from the inside

I know she will.........

ghost, more words along the same lines (perfect for a daughter). i love this song, the lyrics kill me...

The One Who Knows
Dar Williams
from: The Beauty of the Rain

Time it was I had a dream
And you're the dream come true
And if I had the world to give
I'd give it all to you.
I'll take you to the mountains
I will take you to the sea
I'll show you how this life became
A miracle to me.

You'll fly away
but take my hand until that day
So when they ask how far love goes
When my job's done, you'll be the one who knows.

All the things you treasure most
Will be the hardest won
I will watch you struggle on
For the answers come
But I won't make it harder
I'll be there to cheer you up
I'll shine the light that guides you down
The road you're walking on

You'll fly away
but take my hand until that day
So when they ask how far love goes
When my job's done, you'll be the one who knows.

Before the mountains call to you
Before you leave this home
When I teach your heart to trust
As I will teach my own
But sometimes I will ask the moon
Where it shined upon you last
And shake my head and let me say
It all went by so fast

You'll fly away
but take my hand until that day
So when they ask how far love goes
When my job's done, you'll be the one who knows.

All These Things That I've Done
- The Killers

When there's nowhere else to run
Is there room for one more son?
One more son?
If you can hold on
If you can hold on, hold on

I wanna stand up, I wanna let go
You know, you know - no you don't, you don't
I wanna shine on in the hearts of men
I want a meaning from the back of my broken hand
Another head aches, another heart breaks
I am so much older than I can take
And my affection, well it comes and goes
I need direction to perfection, no no no no

Help me out, yeah
You know you got to help me out, yeah
Oh don't you put me on the back burner
You know you got to help me out, yeah

And when there's nowhere else to run
Is there room for one more son?
These changes ain't changing me
The cold-hearted boy I used to be

Yeah, you know you got to help me out
Yeah, oh don't you put me on the back burner
You know you got to help me out, yeah
You're gonna bring yourself down, yeah
You're gonna bring yourself down, yeah
You're gonna bring yourself down

I got soul, but I'm not a soldier
I got soul, but I'm not a soldier
I got soul, but I'm not a soldier
I got soul, but I'm not a soldier...

Yeah, you know you got to help me out
Yeah, oh don't you put me on the back burner
You know you got to help me out, yeah
You're gonna bring yourself down, yeah
You're gonna bring yourself down, yeah
Oh don't you put me on the back burner, yeah
You're gonna bring yourself down, yeah
You're gonna bring yourself down

Over and in, last call for sin
While everyone's lost, the battle is won
With all these things that I've done
All these things that I've done
If you can hold on
If you can hold on