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The Living and the Breathing Wind
Think of all the seasons and the feelings and the moods;
Think of all the people that our love affair includes,
We are bound together like the morning and the evening;
We are bound together with the living and the breathing wind.
Some things happen that shouldn't, my child;
Like the snapping turtle snapping, while the turtle-killer smiled,
And the sun went pale, and the day was drained of meaning,
We are bound together with the living and the breathing wind.
Listen to the sound of the cat-bird's call;
He sings just like a cat, but the cat won't sing at all,
When you leave me, I will take my sorrow from your leaving,
We are bound together with the living and the breathing wind.
I am not the captain, nor the bosun, nor the crewman,
In this ship's kind heart, I am a number, and a human,
When my ship goes down, I leave my love on land to grieve me;
We are bound together with the living and the breathing wind.
I'm not in any trouble, so I'm not in any hurry.
If there's no time to lose, I have no time to worry,
For there is no choice, though I gamble odd or even,
They are bound together with the living and the breathing wind.
One man had no cards, to spread upon the table,
One man turned his back, and he left the Tower of Babel,
He spoke not a word, but his eyes were straight and even,
We are bound together with the living and the breathing wind.
Think of all the seasons, and the feelings, and the moods;
Think of all the people that our love affair includes,
We are bound together, like the morning and the evening,
We are bound together with the living and the breathing wind.
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Walk Me to the War
03:01
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Down the green hill, to the cold stream
Many men still tumble yet
Falling from the yellow sunbeam
All too eager to forget
Morning's gone, the desk is cluttered
Sunshine screaming off the snow
The door is shut, the window shuttered
Listen to the silence crow
Hidden from the dreary echo
Hidden from the whooping cough
Babies cower in the cradle
From something that can't be far off
Holding tight to mother's finger
Yellow lollipops galore
Half in goodness, half in wonder
Will you walk me to the war?
Roaming past the Roman ruins
Pits upon a foaming face
Terror came to tame the shoppers
Targets in the marketplace
No one made a wrong decision
No one left a thing behind
A broken chance, a twilight vision
Ripped across an empty mind
I walked out to the bridge this evening
And watched the stream that ran below
Day is done, and sun is setting
I forgot something I used to know
Who is born to drop a bomb
Down beneath a yellow sun?
When I laugh, I laugh alone
When I cry, I cry for everyone
Down the green hill to the cold stream
Many men still tumble yet
Falling from the yellow sunbeam
All too eager to forget
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Circle of Killers
02:22
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scratched your face on purpose,
To see what I would find;
I thought I would fall forward,
But then I fell behind.
The boys have gone out fishing,
The men have gone to war;
A crazy priest in a rattlesnake hood
Led three silly monks ashore.
You think I speak to you,
But you're hearing a stranger;
I'm as bored as a clock, I'm a sleeper in shock,
I know when I'm in danger.
That man must have been crazy,
He didn't want to hear the word;
I saw him throw a javelin
Into the tongue of the Lord.
I have fought in many theatres,
This must be another;
I'd step in the middle of a circle of killers
To stand beside my father.
And now I'm trying hard
To remember what's been said;
Confusion like a butterfly
Hangs heavy in my head.
If I don't get back out,
It means I forgot why I came;
If you look, you'll find me in a lonesome cave,
Hanging from my name.
Hanging from my name.
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History
03:13
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On the crusted city street, the stores are closing down
And old men leaning on the walls are the only ones around
To watch old Queen Victoria walk by them in her gown
The ballgame on the vacant lot is over, and it's gone
And I hope that someone else but me is staring at the sun
Well sometimes the freaks pass by and hide behind themselves
Their movement is over, or it's passed to someone else
And their empty eyes reveal that they realize it's false
And they mutter down the gutters in their cracking, shivering shells
As the maidens of the moment drag the water from the wells
I'm absolutely certain that the wind is blowing hot
I know just when you're with me, I know just when you're not
Centuries have passed, or we wouldn't have what we've got
You said not to forget all the bodies left to rot
Well now that you remind me, I suppose that I forgot
There is something in you that was there when you were born
You're lucky to survive, you're lucky to be strong
I am held a prisoner, I am just a pawn
My body shakes in anger as my brain is slowly torn
And I hope that someone else but me is staring at the sun
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Kiss that Goblet
03:09
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My friend the crater asked me to dinner
My friend the crater wants my head
My friend the crater wants to be a winner
My friend the crater wants me dead
You can see me some night when the crater calls
Outside nailing my head to the wall
All I've watched and what I've learned
Must serve me now cause it's my turn
To shake and quake and wonder why
And retch and sock and twist and fry
My shimmy is shook, my day is done
Now I'm the crook and you're the one
Something's spinning through the mesh
Beneath the surface of the flesh
Someone's gone down to the store
We're all out of poison and we need some more
Sun's gone down and the moon is blue
Lightning down on me and you
A spider playing peek-a-boo
Has splintered all our points of view
Don't you ever leave me when I need you
Don't you ever let me down
Sit upon my shoulders, darling
Try and keep me on the ground
Hang it out the window for me
Leave it there to blow around
Here I come in all my glory
Running from the lost and found
I will be here long as you are
I will be here long as love
I will be your sweet potato
I will be your turtle dove
Kiss that goblet when you break
Kiss that goblet when you're crushed
Kiss that goblet when you wake
At dusk
When your mind has coming to nothing
When your feet have gone astray
Kiss that goblet at your wedding
Kiss it on your dying day
Kiss that goblet, crippling thunder
Kiss that goblet, weak and old
Kiss that goblet six feet under
Kiss that goblet freezing cold
My friend the crater asked me to dinner
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I have run and I have crawled
And I have come when I’ve been called
A mirror spoke into a face
Said, “I wish I was born some other place”
Strange to see you in my head
You’ve been such a long time dead
I’ve been tortured, I’ve been cut
I’ve been walking down the highway with my eyes shut
Well you know we done the best we could
But there’s still one back in the woods
It was cold outside last night
And the last dog home cried with all his might
I have run and I have crawled
And I have come when I’ve been called
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Atmospheres
04:01
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I guess I'm the same person as I was yesterday
But I've locked up those feelings, and now I've lost the key
Swimming in the water, floating in the flame
You've hurt me so much in the last day or so, I'll never be the same
You smile too often, so I don't think you know
That sometimes it freezes, and the cold wind blows
If half of us are evil, it's one of us two
You're pointing straight at me and I'm pointing straight at you
I will trust the poet to do battle at the core
To put together pieces not rememberd anymore
To understand the ocean, and to crawl along the floor
I'm an angel, I'm a demon, please don't open up my door
Staring at your smiles is like staring at the blind
But the fire and the ocean leave your plastic eyes behind
And my rows of books remind me of another state of mind
As I walk out of solitude, determined to be kind
But I find myself in games where I can't obey the rules
And anyone who doesn't play is a coward or a fool
And it always seems to come down to withdrawal or a duel
And I feel my face grow tighter, and close in on my skull
Horrible days, and horrible years
Pounding heat, and atmospheres
Waiting for me in the air
You think I've got a treasure, but there's nothing left in here
I sit in the shadows of shadowy places
Watching lovers, with light in their face
With all of us gamblers, playing our aces
From the drunk with his drink to the boy with his laces
Uncover me, save me, come tear me to pieces
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Broken Boundaries
03:52
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Sitting in the backseat, waiting for the joke,
You told me you were leaving, I said, "Sorry, I don't smoke."
Sorry, I don't smoke.
Standing near a murder, waiting for a dream,
You are my anger, and my anger is my pain.
All these thoughts and days,
Die away and freeze;
I will see you, I will see you,
Through broken boundaries.
I can see the gun,
Sweating in the sun;
I will still him, I will kill him
Before the end is come.
Racing down the highway, waiting for the sound,
Waiting for the exit, waiting for the ground.
Waiting for the ground.
A purple glow of evil, is spreading like a plague;
Everything's a burden, but everything is vague.
You think you have no clues
That you were meant to lose,
And then the blood climbs through the mud
And settles in your shoes.
Did you hear me scream?
Can you hear me call?
Could you love me, could you love me,
In any way at all?
All these thoughts and days,
Die away and freeze;
I will see you, I will see you,
Through broken boundaries.
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A Seat in the Mezzanine
04:23
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Well I'd ask her for coffee or a walk in the rain,
But what if she was into Jesus, what is she was strange?
Strange tunes playing in my head,
Like a caravan of corpses, like a song of the dead
One, two, buckle my shoe
The big parade was the end of you
Whiskey bottles all in a row
I mowed that lawn myself, you know
I grew up in a moldy cave,
Listening to brilliance rave
Life's annoying, blue and bleak,
Sitting on the stairs in the middle of the week
Close your eyes, say holy grace
Then stuff them strawberries in your face
Life is boring, life is hard
Do you mind if I cut across your backyard?
Sweat your morning, squeeze your death,
Clutch your stomach, fetch your breath
Wake at 5 A.M., hell, it's a cinch
Just give yourself a Doberman pinch
People fade from me like smoke
People smother in a hollow joke
I've traveled in buses and I've traveled in tears
And I'm bound to lose a screw somewhere
There once was a man who never understood
That laughter isn't happy, and gossip isn't good
He wanted my time, but he wouldn't say why
He said, "I want to drag out all the seaweed, and spread it out to dry."
Oh-oh-oh, what do you do
In an incubator, in a Irish stew
How do you expect me to talk
When I'm stirring up the batter, and listening to Bach?
Once there were eight, now there's only seven
A stomach-break angel was murdered in heaven
The sun shone down, and clung to eleven lies
You fry my moments, and you swallow my days
You crucify me with cliches
There's a rain on the waves, a storm on the beach,
I know the Bible, listen to me preach
It's a mystery to me how I got so wet
Give me a towel to wipe away the water and the sweat
Life is scary, life is huge
Give me some kind of refuge
Give me some kind of refuge
I was working all night, I was working all day
So I slept right through the matinee
You'll be safe, you'll stay clean
If you can get a seat in the mezzanine
In the forest, I sit and pine
Falling in love is a habit of mine
You got me all wrong, I'm afraid
I didn't come to get stood up, I came to get laid
I didn't come to get swallowed, I came to get drunk
The drain backed up and the soldier sunk
Like reason to the mind of chaos
Everything turns silly in the face of hate
With malice toward nurses, with malice toward nuns
I follow a curse for the sake of some puns
I've got to punch to touch, I've got to hurt to feel
I've got to kill somebody to make them real
Oh-oh-oh, what do you do
In an incubator, in a Irish stew
How do you expect me to talk
When I'm stirring up the batter, and listening to Bach?
Once there were eight, now there's only seven
A stomach-break angel was murdered in heaven
The sun shone down, and clung to eleven lies
You fry my moments, and you swallow my days
You crucify me with cliches
There's a rain on the waves, a storm on the beach,
I know the Bible, listen to me preach
It's a mystery to me how I got so wet
Give me a towel to wipe away the water and the sweat
Life is scary, life is huge
Give me some kind of refuge
Give me some kind of refuge
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God Told Me I Could Come
03:04
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I walk into the room, it's decked out like a tomb,
Strange priests were sitting round, strange people on the ground.
Chorus, repeat after every verse:
God told me I could come, told me I could come,
There is nothing I can do, that I need to prove to you,
You've got to move some, You've got to move some.
I find my way at last, I echo in the past;
I shy and drift away, come back again to stay.
It's a very special party, with Tom and Dick and Marty,
Where the special people meet, with their coke and little feet.
Here we come in twos and threes, on our feet and on our knees,
Saying thanks and pretty please, past the snipers in the trees,
With our reading and our math, looking for the flowered path.
We come popping happily, we come singing harmony,
But we lose it in the teeth, of the lying thief,
And we lose it in the hope, of the hangman's rope,
And we lose it in the eye, of the one who says goodbye.
We come popping happily, we come singing harmony,
And we find it in the way we rise up again today;
And we find it in the calm that with not obey the bomb,
And we find it in the love, that death can't shove
From the face of one you know, while the rivers overflow,
And the seagulls burn, and the oceans churn.
And when the time has come to choose,
There will be no king of the Jews;
There will be no prince of men,
Only me and us and them.
When the season frays, and the seas part ways,
Best to loose your hold, on fool's gold;
Best to rise from your knees,
And to stand up with the trees.
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From Time to Time
05:09
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Man such a man got kissed on the fist
Kissed by a hand, and touched by a mouth
On the corner of an eagle book
Wasted by another look
After half a bottle of vermouth
Just want enough of the wicked stuff
All white and wrecked, what did he expect
And when I wander secretly
On ground untouched by jealousy
Who will come to cry for me
When I am underground?
If you'd just give me back my gun
I'd be the same as anyone
When my nose can see a sound
A typical verse, a pigeon curse
Formed in jest, or something worse
A wishy-washy lady tried to seduce me
In a voice she must have thought was sexy
It was weeping with pain, it was leaking like a drain
I don't remember what I said, my voice with irritation bled
Into some fresh and ancient stain
My wound stood shaking in my head
And where did I forget to go?
What did I give up?
What did I forget to do?
And who did I forget to love?
I should have been a black man
Or someone more like who I am
I should have been an Eskimo
Red-faced from the ice and snow
A young girl showed me some respect
Her fingers warm against my neck
She melted me with courtesy
And came to me quite frequently
Before she found out I was black
She didn't ask for nothing back
And so I did not ask for much
But I got scared, and she got scared
She took away my beggar's cup
I saw her creeping down the stairs
That I was creeping up
And where did I forget to go?
What did I give up?
What did I forget to do?
And who did I forget to love?
A treasury of crusty creams
Misery, and garden greens
History, and secret scenes
Misery, and unheard groans
Come to me, at half past nine
Leave me in the wintertime
My wits are sharp, my face is clean
The basket's mine and so's the wine
Don't fear for me, I'm well and fine
I love myself, from time to time
I think of you, from time to time
In salty shades of lemon lime
I place your face in every space
Time for this sad nut to crack
You know I have a fragile spine
Do not slap me on the back
Your smile is enough
Stark naked and so full of love
I saw myself half back and blue
Rolling off the roof with you
And where did I forget to go?
What did I give up?
What did I forget to do?
And who did I forget to love?
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Moses
02:19
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Moses painted the inside yellow,
Moses painted the outside blue;
And he covered his roof with shingles
And he covered his body too.
Moses was a little hungry,
Moses was a little shy;
Moses charmed us from the corner
For another piece of pie.
Moses married a fine young woman,
And her name was Liza Jane;
She knew Moses would be busy
But she wed him just the same.
Moses was a man of honor,
Moses was a man of truth;
Moses lay awake till midnight
With an unsatisfied sweet tooth.
Moses led the burning nation,
Moses worshiped in the straw;
Moses laid the new foundation,
Moses anchored what he saw.
Moses came from desperate parents,
Moses went his desperate way;
Moses bargained for salvation
Now his children have to pay.
Moses died and went to heaven,
To the thunder and the cheers;
Moses lost his mind in heaven
And he cried a million years.
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John's Wife
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I took a lover, it was late in the Spring
The fleas did sparkle, and the bees did sing
His body beside me, like a bird on the wing
And the skies did weep and mourn
I came back to John, when the mid-summer tattled
The doors all closed, and the ceiling rattled
I took off my clothing, but none of it mattered
And the skies did rain cold rain
I went back to night school, the following Autumn
I passed my lessons, and then I forgot 'em
Professor did stare at bottom and bosom
We did gather there
And the Winter came, like a guiltless trial
When we met on the platform, we forgot to smile
And the air was dead, but after a while
We did not notice the snow
John is a master of rationing sorrow
John is a swell and a jolly good fellow
But the water is deep where it looks to be shallow
He will drown in tears
I am alive, starved and swollen
An untaught, fear-fraught, half-crazy woman
In need of a drink, or my father's blessing
Help me to be free
Now it's early in Spring, and the streets have roses
The buses go by, children hold their noses
A daughter of darkness, a daughter of Moses
I will die one day
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Eugene
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She's gone, she's gone
She won't be coming back soon
Gone like I knew she'd be
I got no company
But me
They'll laugh, they'll laugh
Like when, my tooth fell down the drain
I guess I made her leave me,
Now Daddy's gonna hit me,
Daddy's gonna hit me again
My hair, close hair, cut curls
Eugene is a very bad boy
Making angels out of girls
They bite me in the neck,
They're not shy
The sun, hot sun, close sun
The sun is making fun of me,
Oh Eugene, you're very young
Oh, you don't know how very young
She's gone, she's gone
Gone like the flowers that spread against the sky
Gone like a warm lullaby
Eugene, Eugene, don't be mean
Don't cry, why don't you go right on ahead and die
Drain the life out of your eyes and sleep
Go to where the sunrise is charming the armies to sleep
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Walking Through Sand
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Now the war is over
Now the fight is done
Pull your bloody clothes off
Wait for day to come
Do not wait for friendship
Don't trust everyone
I just love to watch you
Sleeping in the sun
Now I can't remember
Where this all began
It's been just like a nightmare
Like walking through sand
No, I don't remember
Much of anything
And I know I'm going to make
The same mistakes again
Japanese colors,
Twisted in a grin
Wrestler in a clown suit
Trying to make a pin
There are lots of mindless puppeteers
Making your head spin
Trying to convince you that
Your soul is made of tin
Take me to the seashore
Take me to the beach
Love me like you're angry
Love me like a leach
I've got nothing to learn
And I've got nothing to teach
I love to watch your silhouette
Dancing out of reach
It all comes from the same place
Deep within my heart
Fear blends in to anger
And anger into art
Don't tell me that I'm stupid
Don't tell me that I'm smart
Sketch me in the darkness
And watch me fall apart
Now the war is over
Now the fight is done
Pull your bloody clothes off
Wait for day to come
Do not wait for friendship
Don't trust everyone
I just love to watch you
Sleeping in the sun
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Deliver Me
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Wonderful seasons are used and past
Wonderful seasons are over at last
And now you must die, child
Make it a gracious goodbye, child
Mother, deliver me
Mother deliver me
Mother deliver me now
Mother deliver me now
Counting beats for the soldiers to go
I lost track in the powerful snow
"Oh, when should we go?"
"I'm afraid I don't know"
Father, deliver me...
The streets are filled with the almost grown
I can't stand to be naked alone
Rise when the morning bell rings, child
Walk where the morning bird sings, child
Lover, deliver me...
Heavy times and heavy pains
Crying shames and singing stains
Life in the hole,
Masks on the soul
Brother, deliver me...
Dying seasons must wait to be torn
Wonderful children must wait to be born
Rise from the place where I fell, child
Keep the lesson well, child
Child, deliver me
Child, deliver me
Child, deliver me now
Child, deliver me now
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