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7. | Sco-Mule |
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1. | When Doves Cry/Beautifully Broken |
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5. | Goin' Down |
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You come in with the sunrise, who knows where you go
Smellin' like something, I don't want to know
Your sister can't save you, she don't know what to do
Your bad behavior has finally caught up to you
Bad little doggie
Soul all tweeked out, life line thin
Loose little school girl, what a shape you're in
Blue violence, red rosaries
Roots of evil growing into trees
I'm through messin', time to learn your lesson
Bad little doggie
I'm through messin', time to learn your lesson
Bad little doggie
Come in with the sunrise, gone with the wind
Got the devil in your eyes, and a head full of sin
Fire can't melt you when your mind's made up
Ice can't cool you, naughty little pup
Bad little doggie
Bad little doggie
Bad little doggie
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Sail on savior
I can't take no more of your insanity wisdom
Satisfy your angels
With your cocaine and your guns
As for me I don't need them
When my shadow comes alive
And wrestles with my soul
Oh, do you really want to know
Savior, you can be what you want to be
Oh yeah, and only see what you want to see
Sail on, can't let you get next to me
To be at one with your weakness
Is your greates strength
Guess you shoud be proud of your game face
Guess it always was your hallelujah
Guess it was your saving grace
Savior, you can be what you want to be
Oh yeah, and only see what you want to see
Sail on, can't let you get next to me
You can say what you want now
My eyes are open wide
How was I ever on your side
Savior, you can be what you want to be
Oh yeah, and only see what you want to see
Sail on, can't let you get next to me
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If I concentrate will it just come to me
Run it by me I'm willing to learn
Make no mistake you'll never be allowed to come inside
Just be glad you're here on the outside looking in
Cause it won't take long to get to the bottom
Won't take much to be looking down at yourself
You think you know something but you don't know nothing
Everybody knows that death is larger than life
Captivate yourself you're the only one who can help you now
With your cartoon savior by your side
Look around the room do you see anyone that you recognize, you better recognize
Cause it won't take long to get to the bottom
Won't take much to be looking down at yourself
You think you know something but you don't know nothing
Everybody knows that death is larger than life
Cause it won't take long to get to the bottom
Won't take much to be looking down at yourself
You think you know something but you don't know nothing
Everybody knows that death is larger than life
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All I ask from anyone
Is that they ask nothing from me
Stared so long at the future
That I'm blind to reality
Come a time we'll watch our lives
Slip into the sea
All I ask from anyone
Is that they ask nothing from me
Dreams fly by like a thousand railroad trains
Egos steadfast like mountains in our brains
Those of us who let go will be swallowed
Left here to die
Do not look to the sky
It will not rain for you
Do not look to strangers
They won't help you through
Only chance you've got
When you hear those war dogs bark
Is to be one up on your brother
Like a Blind man in the dark
Face to face we will meet again
But never eye to eye
Meanwhile, in your mania
Your four wings touch the sky
Fly too high the wax will melt
And you'll fall down to your knees
All I ask from you my friend
Is that you ask nothing from me
Dreams fly by like a thousand railroad trains
Egos steadfast like mountains in our brains
Those of us who let go will be swallowed
Left here to die
Do not look to the sky
It will not rain for you
Do not look to strangers
They won't help you through
Only chance you got
When you hear those war dogs bark
Is to be one up on your brother
Like a Blind man in the dark
Do not look to the sky
It will not rain for you
Do not look to strangers
They won't help you through
Only chance you got
When you hear those war dogs bark
Is to be one up on your brother
Like a Blind man
Blind man in the dark
Blind man in the dark
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Time fades slowly across the plains
Dreams so real - you can reach right out and touch them
Me - why'd you have to go and pick me
Do you know - do you even know can you tell me
Which way do we run
Which way do we run
Which way do we run
Think - Instincts tell you nothing now
The shadow of a giant can be felled by the shadow of a man
Demons stealing down from the heavens
Here comes one now - with a lightning bolt in his teeth
Which way do we run
Which way do we run
Which way do we run
I ain't gonna dream forever
But I'm gonna try and live
Tell me can you taste forever - right now Right now
Little Elvis Hitler - don't'cha follow me
These scars on my back - they're because of you
And these cuts on my wrists
They're just me trying to get away from you
And I'm still trying to get away
Which way do we run
Which way do we run
Which way do we run
Which way do we run
Which way do we run
Which way do we run
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Yellow moon shining like fool's gold - slipping softly into the sea
Memories how they linger, guess we weren't strong enough, you and me
Still I look to find a reason - search my mind for a vision
Hide from the answers as the questions burn in my head
Shining like a fool's moon
Shining like a fool's moon
Burning out way too soon
Shining like a fool's moon
I wish I'd known you as a child - I wish I'd known you when my heart ran wild
Never knew how much I'd miss those dream filled days
Shining like a fool's moon
Shining like a fool's moon
Burning out way too soon
Shining like a fool's moon
And when all is said and done - my loneliness has just begun
But you make it look so easy - never winning but never caring if you lose
Shining like a fool's moon
Shining like a fool's moon
Burning out way too soon
Shining like a fool's moon
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I never knew you
But then who really did?
If you were at all like me
You managed to keep yourself hid
A patchwork quilt of a life
Memories embroidered
On your soul
So please forgive me
For putting you in my song
But the spirit she moves me
In fact she pushes me along
It's a patchwork quilt of a life
Can't stop the river
Just let it roll
We were at Jones Beach
When we got the word
Saddest sound that I ever heard
The bluest note that nobody could play
Ravens sang with us that night on the stage
Tears of sadness, tears of rage
But nobody spoke, we all felt old
And in the way
So walk beside me
Or above me, I don't know
These days it sure seems
I'm lost where ever I go
God, how could you, I heard someone say
And what do we do with our lives now anyway?
Now that our North Star can no longer be found
But there's a banjo moon in a tie-dyed sky
Hippies dance and babies cry
Church bells ring as a silver-haired angel look down
And the blood of his music runs through the veins of our guitars
Bright lights, Dark Star
I never knew you
But then who really did
If you were at all like me
You managed to keep yourself hid
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I must leave you for a season
Go out logging that hardwood timber
Hardwood timber that grows so low
In the forest of Fennario
Tell me what you need to live, love
Do you ask that you might own
Keep my blue-eyed hound to guard you
I will make my way alone
I will not return in winter
If I be not back by fall
Seek me when this small sunflower
Stands above the garden wall
Fare you well and I would not weep
Bid you tend your prayers to keep
Hill by dale now I must go
To the forest of Fennario
Nine-month blew with sleeted rain
And still he came not back again
Summoned she the hound to go
To seek him in Fennario
He came back the fated day
To find his lady gone away
Made haste to follow in her track
Where she could go but not turn back
The blue-eyed hound at her side did bay
While fast her breath did fade away
She cried out: "Turn, my love, and go
I would not you see me so"
Fare you well and I would not weep
Bid you tend your prayers to keep
Hill by dale now I must go
To the forest of Fennario
I shall not turn, I shall not yield
Oh, selfsame serpent sting my heel
That bleeds my lady's blood away
Beside the blue-eyed hound to lay
Angels sing their souls to sleep
Four winds grace their breath to keep
Up above yon garden wall
Stands the sunflower, straight and tall
Fare you well and I would not weep
Bid you tend your prayers to keep
Hill by dale now I must go
To the forest of Fennario
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John The Revelator
Up on the isle of Patmus
A man was cast one day
As he was left alone to die
He began to pray
The Holy Ghost fell on him
The Spirit, he came down
Well, he began to write about the things he saw
The revelators' name was John
(Talkin' 'bout John)
John the Revelator
He saw Jerusalem comin' down
(Yes, it was John)
John the Revelator
And when he looked around
He saw feet like brass
Eyes like fire
Heard a great voice sayin' "Come up higher!"
(It was John)
John the Revelator
He wrote about the city of God
While in the spirit prayin'
John turned around to see
If the voice he had heard
Was what it seemed to be
Just like the many waters
A great trumpet sound
Well He said, "I am the first and last."
The revelator wrote it down
(Talkin' 'bout John)
John the Revelator
He saw Jerusalem comin' down
(Yes, it was John)
John the Revelator
And when he looked around
He saw feet like brass
Eyes like fire
Heard a great voice sayin' "Come up higher!"
(It was John)
John the Revelator
He wrote about the city of God
(Repeat last verse twice)
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When Doves Cry/Beautifully Broken |
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Only the darkness can keep you warm
On an evil night like this
Are you looking for some one
To give your little arm a twist
Everybody needs some danger sometimes
I'm no different
Just think of me as your equal
I won't undress you
I won't hold you down
I won't stick a knife in your back
The way you did that clown
Can you feel it - can you taste it
Yeh, you must've seen it coming
Surely you could've guessed
The game is up
I'm gonna' take you down
No more crying
I think it's time to confess
You better pray for a miracle
Or you better pray this never ends
I, myself, can play the victim
I'll do whatever the part demands
You saw me watching you
You had time to run
Ain't it enough that you torture me
You had to go for his gun
Can you feel it - can you taste it
Yeah, you must've seen it coming
Surely you could've guessed
The game is up
I'm gonna' take you down
No more crying
I think it's time to confess
You won't see no bright lights burning
But you'll feel the heat
This is what happens
When strangers turn to lovers turn to enemies
Can you feel it - can you taste it
Don't look at me that way
With that blood on your dress
The game is up
I'm gonna' take you down
No more crying
I think it's time to confess
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living on the banks of the deep end
not going to sell to the safety corps
staying at the edge of the river bend
watching the boats going past the shore
living on the banks of the deep end
where the floods come up just once in a while
sitting on the shore with an old friend
with the lights in the boats all going by
this is what we came to see
the water runs over the plain
but we can't see down to the bottom
and we can't sail in the rain
walking alone by the side of the river
wather's cold and it's flowing on
trying to keep my feet on solid ground
but I'm at the deep end looking down
I know it's hard to see but even so
feels like something to believe
see the river take the country down
seems the surface flows upstream
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'F I send for my baby, and she don't come
'F I send for my baby, man, and she don't come
All the doctors in Hot Springs sure can't help her none
And if she gets unruly, thinks she don't wan' do
And if she gets unruly and thinks she don't wan' do
Take my 32-20, now, and cut her half in two
She got a .38 special but I believe it's most too light
She got a .38 special but I believe it's most too light
I got a 32-20, got to make the caps alright
If I send for my baby, man, and she don't come
If I send for my baby, man, and she don't come
All the doctors in Hot Springs sure can't help her none
I'm gonna shoot my pistol, gonna shoot my gatling gun
I'm gonna shoot my pistol, gotta shoot my gatling gun
You made me love you, now your man have come
Ahoh, baby, where you stayed last night
Ahah, baby, where you stayed last night
You got your hair all tangled and you ain't talking right
Her .38 special, boys, it do very well
Her .38 special, boys, it do very well
I got a 32-20 now, and it's a burning
If I send for my baby, man, and she don't come
If I send for my baby, man, and she don't come
All the doctors in Wisconsin sure can't help her none
Hey, hey, baby, where you stayed last night
Hey, hey, baby, where you stayed last night
You didn't come home until the sun was shining bright
Ahoh boy, I just can't take my rest
Ahoh boy, I just can't take my rest
With this 32-20 laying up and down my breast
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Slow happy boys deal with their frustration
Different than everybody else
Slow happy boys deal with their frustration
Different than everybody else
Well I tried and I tried
To get you off my mind
Yeh you better believe it's true
Tried everything to stop the pain
But it all comes back down to you
And now I try to lose myself
Without your help
Oh but it just don't seem to do no good
Cause I cannot help myself, cannot help myself
Slow happy boys deal with their frustration
Different than everybody else
Slow happy boys deal with their frustration
Different than everybody else
I'm gonna keep on trying
To make it through the day
As if I had my right mind
Try not to think about doing without you
Anyway, ain't no use in crying
Yeh but here I am drowning in a hurricane
Oh, but I can't help but wonder
What the world would be like
Without you in my life
Slow happy boys deal with their frustration
Different than everybody else
Slow happy boys deal with their frustration
Different than everybody else
For thirty three years I've been on this earth
I plan on being here thirty three more
After all this time
Still, my only crime is to be riding in style with an illegal smile
Slow happy boys deal with their frustration
Different than everybody else
Slow happy boys deal with their frustration
Different than everybody else
Slow happy boys deal with their frustration
Different than everybody else
Slow happy boys deal with their frustration
Different than everybody else
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As this wheel goes 'round and I search to find my way
Struggle just to hold on through an ordinary day
I do believe I'm slipping away
But I shall return though I'm losing myself
I shall return
I shall return from the depths of my own hell
I shall return
Fate should not have blinded me
For your beauty steals my eyes
and what good is my wisdom
when there are no words to say
How I feel everyday
But I shall return though I'm losing myself
I shall return
I shall return from the depths of my own hell
I shall return
Daylight finds me sleeping dreaming of my youth
But darkness calls my name out loud
And I answer to the truth
But I shall return though I'm losing myself
I shall return
I shall return from the depths of my own hell
I shall return
Oh, I shall return though I'm losing myself
I shall return
I shall return from the depths of my own hell
I shall return
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I see the faces laughing-are they laughing at me?
I know now where the traps lie-are they lying for me?
Only love can save you-but I don't feel it
I'm just a poor soul I'm weak-but I gotta stand tall
Trying not to fall into the abyss
I hear the sirens calling-are they calling for me?
I feel the tumblers falling-are the falling on me?
Only truth can save you-but I don't remember it
I'm just a poor soul-I'm weak-But I gotta stand tall
Trying not to fall into the abyss
Trying not to fall into the abyss
Where are all the others that fell before me-will I see them again?
And where is the strength that I've known for so long-is it failing me now?
Nothing left to save you
I'm just a poor soul-I'm weak-but I gotta stand tall
Trying not to fall into the abyss
Trying not to fall into the abyss
Trying not to fall into the abyss
Trying not to fall into the abyss
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Do you know me I'm the drivin' rain
And my mama was a hurricane
Dear old daddy before he stormed out high on window pane
Said you're my one and only boy child
Call you the drivin' rain
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Drivin' rain, drivin' rain
Tttalkin' ' bout the drivin' rain
Pretty women say it drives them insane
But they all want to know me
I'm the drivin' rain
It all started back in '69
I hit the ground running
Couldn't wait to hear those gears grind
Like my daddy I'm stone cold out of my mind
I've driven 'round this world one, two, three, four, five hundred times
(Chorus)
Do you remember first time you heard the thunder call
Wind was moaning, creeping through your bedroom wall
Moonlight splashing enough to make a rich girl fall
Lightning crashing make a strong, strong woman crawl
(Chorus)
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When you can't find the light
That got you through the cloudy days,
When the stars ain't shinin' bright,
You feel like you've lost your way,
When those candle lights of home,
Burn so very far away,
Well you got to let your soul shine,
Just like my daddy used to say.
He used to say soul shine,
It's better than sunshine,
It's better than moonshine,
Damn sure better than rain.
Hey now people don't mind,
We all get this way sometimes,
Got to let your soul shine,
Shine 'till the break of day.
I grew up thinkin' that I had it made,
Gonna make it on my own.
Life can take the strongest man,
Make him feel so alone.
Now and then I feel a cold wind,
Blowin' through my achin' bones,
I think back to what my daddy said,
He said "Boy, in the darkness before the dawn:"
Let your soul shine.
It's better than sunshine,
It's better than moonshine,
Damn sure better than rain.
Yeah now people don't mind,
We all get this way sometimes,
Gotta let your soul shine,
Shine 'till the break of day.
Sometimes a man can feel this emptiness,
Like a woman has robbed him of his very soul.
A woman too, God knows, she can feel like this.
And when your little world seems cold,
You got to let your spirit take control.
Let you soul shine,
It's better than sunshine,
It's better than moonshine,
Damn sure better than rain.
Lord now people don't mind,
We all get this way sometimes,
Gotta let your soul shine, Shine till the break of day.
Oh, it's better than sunshine,
It's better than moonshine,
Damn sure better than rain
Yeah now people don't mind,
We all get this way sometimes,
Gotta let your soul shine,
Shine 'till the break of day.
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