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(Based on the poem "In Flanders Fields" by John McCrae)
In Flanders 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
Scarce heard amongst the guns below
From Flanders Fields
We will come running home
From Flanders Fields
We will rise up singing
We will rise up.
We were together short days ago
Breathed the air saw the sunset glow
Loved and were loved but now we lie
In Flanders Fields I hear her cry.
In Flanders Fields I hear her cry.
From Flanders Fields
We will come running home
From Flanders Fields
We will rise up singing
We will rise up.
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.
We will not sleep though we lie.
From Flanders Fields
We will come running home
From Flanders Fields
We will rise up singing
We will rise up.
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As we walk through the streets of another
Mayberry dead leaves blow
Into the windows and crackle underneath our fe
et 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 ....
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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.
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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.
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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 away
Annie 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.
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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 water
We gonna run. We gonna run away
She's been lookin' at me
She's been thinkin' 'bout nobody but me
When 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.
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(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.
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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
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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 boy
He'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 boy
Yeah, 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.
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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?
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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 need
One 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.
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