1. |
Wondering How
03:06
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After
After all this time
I’m doing cartwheels in my mind
Right here
Right now
Wondering how
How
How do I start over again?
When this isn’t even over yet…
Right here
Right now
Wondering how
Landslide
Feels like it’s all falling down
I’m wondering, is anyone else around?
Right here
Right now
Wondering how
Maybe
Maybe it’s a crime
Or maybe this is just another lifetime
Right here
Right now
Wondering how
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2. |
Ricochet
02:49
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Motorcycles on Sunrise
Downtown rodeo
Trumpeters & fairgrounds
Reveling below
Ricochet above the canyon
The children sleeping slow
I always had a feeling
Here and now I know
Sometimes no rhyme or reason
Sometimes no name for things
Just desert lullabies
As the dusty river sings
Lights shining in the valley
In ditches, glass and chrome
While up above the clouds
The painted horses roam
When I was an eagle
With feathers gold and white
I’d watch you from the branches
To my heart’s delight
Sometimes no rhyme or reason
Sometimes no name for things
Just desert lullabies
As the dusty river sings
Azurite and malachite
Like little silver tears
I’ll meet you in the mines
In another million years
Sometimes no rhyme or reason
Sometimes no name for things
Just desert lullabies
As the dusty river sings
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3. |
Flowers of Love
03:27
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Some are red
Some are blue
Most are nameless
For me and you
Some get cut down
Some grow wild
Some blaze like the devil
Some glow like a child
Some are for temples
Some for the fair
Some for a secret one
Waiting out there
Some are for sending
Some are to mend
Some for the broken
A few for the end
Flowers of love
Flowers of love
Some made of plastic
Some made of ground
Some get lost
Some get around
Some make garlands
Some for a wreath
Some in a bouquet
Down in the creek
Flowers of love
Flowers of love
Some for a bottle
Some for a vase
Some in the shadows
On a stranger’s face
Some are for drunk nights
Ending in dew
You try to forget them
But they hold on to you
Flowers of love
Flowers of love
Some for the water
Some for the land
One from a hill
For a lonesome hand
Some are for dresses
Some pinned to a shirt
Moving together
In the wind & the dirt
Flowers of love
Flowers of love
Some like the ditch
Some make the train
Some like to lay back
In the summer rain
Some grow fast
Some so slow
Some times you give up
The only one you know
Flowers of love
Flowers of love
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4. |
Do You Know
03:01
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Do you do you do you
Know what i'm feeling?
Do you do you do you
Know what i'm feeling?
I'm feeling so fine
I'm feeling in time...
Do you do you do you
Know what's going down?
Do you do you do you
Know it's all around?
If you're looking you'll find it
Tic tock...unwind it...
Love love love love love
Love love love love love…
Do you do you do you
Know it's alright?
Morning comes around
After the longest night
If you need it it's there
Darkness beware...
Love love love love love
Love love love love love…
Do you do you do you see that light shine?
Pigeons waking up on the telephone line…
Church bells are tollin
School kids are rollin on…
Love love love love love
Love love love love love…
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5. |
No Not Me
04:19
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I’m going out to Colorado
I’m gonna shine like the sun
I’m gonna stand back in the mountain
Far away from everyone
Don’t you know I’d take you with me?
But our paths aren’t gonna cross like that…
Don’t’ you know I think about you?
I've got your feather in my hat
No not me…you’re not gonna catch me now
Even now I hear you talking
Your mind just like a rose
So pure and sweet and open
Behind your ragged clothes
No not me…you’re not gonna catch me now
One hand on the bottle
One hand on the wheel
So many promises made so drunken
I need a promise that’s for real
No not me…you’re not gonna catch me now
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6. |
Before Gas and TV
03:22
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Before gas and TV
Before people had cars
We’d sit round the fires
Pass around a guitar
Remembering songs
When my daddy was home
He’d play along
On the spoons and a comb
We’d go with the flow
When the weather was fine
Sometimes we’d go
Collecting scrap iron
Then we’d sit round the fires
Pass a bottle of wine
And the tales of the road
Since time out of mind
If heaven’s like this
Well, that’s okay with me
Where the living is fine
Snd living is free
If heaven’s like this
Well, then here’s where I’ll be
On the edge of the field
On the edge of the world
Before gas and TV
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7. |
All My Rain
03:48
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All my rain
All my snow
All my sun
All my gold
All my weeks
All my days
All the lines
On my face
All my mountains
All my trees
All these laces
Around my knees
All my cars
All my wheels
All these devils
At my heels
All my boots
All my coats
All my words
All my notes
All my pockets
All my change
All these fires
Out on the range
All I know
All I give
The end of the rainbow
Is just to live…
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8. |
Little Swainson
02:56
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9. |
Painter's Hands
03:26
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If I could do this for you I would
I would raise this country to your lips
& give you a painter’s hands
Oh you, the lines on my brow
You, the shadows under my eyes
Always we watched the world going blind
Our country such a mess
Our history a stray
This stray has its head in my lap
& I have nothing to give you
Just my eagerness to please you
& an open bitterness
For your hands without a paintbrush
I think I will always see your face
That look of fear that calms me
But I can’t seem to protect you
Even though I try
This stray that will never leave me
& I have nothing to give you
Just my eagerness to please you
& an open bitterness
For your hands without a paintbrush
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10. |
Heading Home
03:43
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Maybe it was a long road
Or a short road
That took a long while
To wander down
Down along the blue-green pines
& the trumpet vines
With dusty shoes
& shadow lines
I heard you’re heading back home now…
I heard you’re heading back home
Against a smoky dawn
With a soldier’s song
Steadily holding out
& holding on
Suddenly I remember when
You shook your head
& storm clouds gathered
Around your bed
Was it sunset or sunrise?
Was it in the sky above or in your eyes
That I saw the traces of
The smiles of love?
I heard you’re heading back home now…
I heard you’re heading back home
The crossing down
Like an acrobat of this & that
A circus wire, the perfect act
Falling endlessly
Unworldly, like the Day Lilly
Moving slowly
Under the cover of
The mountain trees
Trains & bells & hurricanes
& numbers lined up
In dirty lanes
Driving down the interstate
I heard you’re heading back home now…
I heard you’re heading back home
Guitar strings & ammunition
Metals, meadows & intuition
Passing quietly
Like a season
Dancing like a little boy
& an old man
Side by side
Hand in hand
I heard you’re heading back home now…
I heard you’re heading back home
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11. |
Letter in Hand
03:53
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I have a letter in my hand
I have a letter in my hand
All the way from Washington
Will we lose what we have won?
I have a letter in my hand
See that circle in the sand
See that circle in the sand
I was angry with my friend
See the fire across the land
See the circle in the sand
She was telling me no lie
She’s been telling me no lie
Hear them calling, hear their prayer
Hear the sinners everywhere
Oh she’s been telling me no lie
He had a suit he wore of grey
He had a suit he wore of grey
They made it in a factory
They rang the bells, he kept us free
He had a suit he wore of grey
He had a letter in his hand
He had a letter in his hand
He held the letter to his chest
See the dove upon his breast
He had a letter in his hand
Now she goes dressed all in black
She goes dressed all in black
She holds him in her memory
They ring the bells, they kept us free
Now she goes dressed all in black
I have a letter in my hand
Oh I have a letter in my hand
All the way from Washington
Will we lose what we have won?
I have a letter in my hand
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12. |
Back to You
03:31
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Unable to concentrate
Digging for words
My hands in my pockets
& My mind a blur
Thinking of drinking
Thinking of you
I’m going sailing
In an old wooden shoe
I feel like
sailing right
back to you…
I’m going sailing
Up over this town
I’ll sail so high
I’ll never come down
& Late in the evening
I will leave you a poem
& watch through the window
To make sure you get home
I feel like
sailing right
back to you…
Maybe one day
You’ll change your mind
& fancy yourself
The traveling kind
If you don’t have a sailboat
Or an old wooden shoe
As the city lies sleeping
I’ll make room for two
I feel like
sailing right
back to you…
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13. |
Receiver
03:29
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Don’t tell me what to do
Don’t tell me what to say
Just tell me where you go
When you go away
With your head in the clouds
& the rain coming down
In a song
Sometimes you stay so long
The world’s getting mean
Maybe it always was?
Why do I love you?
Well just because
Your head’s in the clouds
With the world coming down
In a song
Where it belongs
Hey receiver
Yeah receiver
Sending out a message of love
Don’t want to see the faces
Behind the door
Leading the masses
Off to war
With their heads in the clouds
& the smoke coming down
In a song
Oh what went wrong?
Hey receiver
Yeah receiver
Sending out a message of love
Oh doctor, oh brother
Bells rining, voices singing
Radar bringing a message of love
I see you still
Walking down the hall
Dressed in black
You ain’t too tall
With your head in the clouds
And your love coming down
In a song
Where you belong
Hey receiver
Yeah receiver
Sending out a message of love
Hey receiver
Yeah receiver
Sending out a message of love
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14. |
Rise My Only Rose
04:35
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Suffer without suffering
Rise my only rose
Idleness is going
As idleness goes
Take back what you gave to me
Take back what you said
Give up this wild giving
That’s been taking you instead
Rise my only rose
Don’t tell what we have done
Don’t tell what it has cost
But keep in idle moments
An eye on what we lost
Rise my only rose
Give back to me my gentile heart
That you never found was true
Haunted by this idleness
What use is it for you?
Rise my only rose
O keep in idle moments
Keep still in idle moments your wild suffering
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