So, come all ye rolling minstrels and together we will try
To rouse the spirit of the earth and move the rolling sky
Yeah, you gotta be strong There's no other way to fund it
All the plantings are young and able And I hope you find a way to buy it
Oh god, I'm high Waterfalls of light
Flood my eyes with light Flood my eyes with my aching eyesight
The things I do You'd never try What I get free You have to buy
I'm proud of my life But don't ask me why 'Cause if i told ya, I'd probably...
On a hot desert night we can drive down the road
And the stars will spell out your name
I could hear the screams from up above
If it ain't a fist it isn't love
Then I get to see how close I can get to it without giving in
Then I get to rub up against it Till I break the skin
Flesh is weak, but is weakness always bad?
Weakness serves to glorify, to ennoble, to sanctify
My eyes have seen the glory of the draining of the ditch
I only come to Baton Rouge to find myself a witch
haunted by the ghost of the thing left to past
What I want
Mornings to the winter and afternoons to the summer
Home spun desperation's knowing
Inside your cover's always blown
Bougainvilleas bloom and wind
Be careful mind the strangle vines
No one can save the pure of the brave
There's a lot of souls
Ain't drinking from the well locked in a factory
What a season to be beautiful without a reason
I set off running to wake from the dream
My brother's rifle went into the sheen
Life is whittled Life's a riddle
Man's a fiddle that life plays on
Her eyes, she's on the dark side Neutralize every man in sight
Gabriel before me Raphael behind me Michael to my right
Uriel on my left side In the circle of fire
Grace O'Malley is coming over the sea, armed warriors as her guard,
Last night as I lay dreaming my way across the sea
James Mangan brought me comfort with laudnum and poitin
Easy to fall part of your skull starts to break away
A cheater's walk down the block behind this evil street
Flirt with me don't keep hurtin' me don't cause me pain
It's a beautiful world we live in A sweet romantic place
Baby is grateful for her life She owes the angels for their lullaby
Let the moon drip in Let the rain fall out
Where's the justice and where's the sense?
When all the pain is on my side of the fence
Shaded eyes they are the ones who'll lead you to your deliverance
From the figure of doom Force you to understand
Lock you in a room with a holy roller and a one man band
What kind of woman would make her fortress out of straw
Most of our lives we await your embrace and to know what it's like when we meet face to face Yeah, but nobody searches Nobody cares somehow When the loving that you've wasted Comes raining from a hapless cloud Come a little closer honey, I won't bite ya. One more lager and I might learn to like ya.
