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See the Sky Again

Whispered from my heart and soul to my unwilling eyes ｷ Lift my vision from the ground lift it to the sky ｷ Skies they used to be so ugly rain that stings my face ｷ Opens up their glory just earth and sky and space ｷ And your passionate embraces absolve me of my sin ｷ Your life lifts me up so I can see ｷ See the sky again ｷ And I've lived through all the flash-fire set off like lightening spark ｷ Yes they burn so brightly and oh they burn so HOT ｷ And these fantasies of all our love tearing at the ground ｷ Wrapped up in the vortex of sweat and sex and sound ｷ And your passionate embraces absolve me of my sin ｷ Your life lifts me up so I can see, see the sky again ｷ Hide Me ｷ from the love I'm too scared to send ｷ Hide Me ｷ 'til I see the sky again ｷ And your passionate embraces absolve me of my sin ｷ Your life lifts me up so I can see ｷ See the sky again

Grind Me in the Gears

I'm holding my last breath ｷ It's burning in my lungs ｷ Clenching up my eyes ｷ Bloody up my tongue ｷ For the words that might escape ｷ Are ringing in my ears ｷ Grinds me to a pulp ｷ Grind me in the gears ｷ My frozen spirit aches ｷ I slip another day ｷ Start to lose my grip ｷ Find another way ｷ For the life that might escape ｷ Has been echoing for years ｷ Grinds me to a pulp ｷ Grind me in the gears ｷ I've seen all the faces ｷ They mirror me ｷ And I've felt the tearing -- tearing of the teeth ｷ I've given up my ghosts ｷ Barely breathe your name ｷ Offer up myself ｷ Pray you'll do the same ｷ For the love that might escape ｷ Well that's the biggest fear ｷ Grinds me to a pulp ｷ Grinds me in the gears

Cleveland Park

Pacing gently, summer wind ｷ The king stares softly to the sky ｷ Will he ever see his home again ｷ Deep from his heart he starts to cry ｷ As his songs hit the air and young hearts are awake ｷ Soon they join in the chorus sharing all his ache ｷ There's a lifetime out there somewhere ｷ Somewhere in the dark ｷ And summer's on, the lion's song ｷ Sung from Cleveland Park ｷ And the high school kids ignore it ｷ They have their own tune ｷ They're just showing off the speakers in their ride ｷ I know what I'm sayin' ｷ I grew up too soon ｷ And youth goes hand in hand with foolish pride ｷ As their song hits the air and young hearts start to break ｷ The lions join in the chorus sharing all their ache ｷ There's a lifetime out there somewhere ｷ Somewhere in the dark ｷ And summer's on, the lion's song ｷ Sung from Cleveland Park ｷ In Cleveland Park trees breathe a sigh of all the summers gone ｷ Skeletons in wintertime, they sing the lions song ｷ There's a lifetime out there somewhere ｷ Somewhere in the dark ｷ And summer's on, the lion's song ｷ Sung from Cleveland Park

I'll Be

The strands in your eyes that color them wonderful o Stop me and steal my breath o Emeralds from mountains thrust towards the sky o Never revealing their depth o Tell me that we belong together o Dress it up with the trappings of love o I'll be captivated, I'll hang from your lips o Instead of the gallows of heartache that hang from above o Chorus:I'll Be your cryin' shoulder o I'll Be love suicide o I'll Be better when I'm older o I'll Be the greatest fan of your life o Rain falls angry on the tin roof o As we lie awake in my bed o You're My Survival, You're My Living Proof o My love is alive and not dead o Tell me that we belong together o Dress it up with the trappings of love o I'll be captivated, I'll hang from your lips o Instead of the gallows of heartache that hang from above o Chorus o I've dropped out, burned up, fought my way back from the dead o Tuned in, turned on, remembered the things you said o I'll Be your cryin' shoulder o I'll Be lovesuicide o I'll Be better when I'm older o I'll Be the greatest fan of your life

How Strange It Seems

I'm A hack driver in New York City ｷ I've got seven kids on the lower east side ｷ I'm not a strong man, I'm not very pretty ｷ But in rush hour hell you should see me drive ｷ I'm a dressmaker in Louisiana ｷ Stick my finger ain't that a shame ｷ People come to haggle and paw on my artwork ｷ But no two of my dresses are ever the same ｷ How strange it seems to be me ｷ If tomorrow I opened my eyes ｷ And found myself somewhere else ｷ I wonder who I'd be ｷ I'm the house man at a place called the exit ｷ The last band I heard bored me to tears ｷ But every so often I hear one that moves me ｷ Love for the music is what keeps me here ｷ How strange it seems to be me ｷ I f tomorrow I opened my eyes ｷ And found myself somewhere else ｷ I wonder who I'd be ｷ I'm a rich man ｷ I ain't talking 'bout money ｷ I'm blues singer at the Eight by Ten ｷ You go out searching for some grand tomorrow ｷ Don't worry 'bout me just drop by now and then ｷ How strange it seems to be me ｷ I f tomorrow I opened my eyes ｷ And found myself somewhere else ｷ I wonder who I'd be

Rhythm of Life

The Rhythm of Life ｷ Heaven withstanding and smiling we're all swept away ｷ The Rhythm of Life ｷ Is not so demanding as some caught in narrows would say ｷ Fragile as ships as we pass through Gibraltar ｷ The sirens have long given way ｷ Dark as the murky graveyard of sailors ｷ Whispering secrets told in the crashing waves ｷ The Beating of Hearts ｷ Set walls to trembling the power of silence persuades ｷ The Stumbling Feet ｷ Stagger predestined we all end up wild eyed and crazed ｷ And from the madness most jaded of vision ｷ Reflections of horror invade ｷ Running and falling relinquish your venom ｷ The antidote surely will cause your affliction to fade ｷ How little we know of what we are blessed with ｷ Our shimmering island it turns ｷ How little we look at what we see clearly ｷ Of tragedy's lessons not learned ｷ Sleeping through classes we'll make it up later ｷ There's still so much time left to go ｷ MISGUIDED ROSES we bloom in October ｷ Emerging triumphant in time for the season's first snow

Punish Me

Do I fuel my hunger deprive my dreams ｷ Live my lonely worn out seam ｷ Stitches weary and the scars they leave ｷ I'm the only one deceived ｷ Please stand clear from the blast ｷ As I purge demons from my past ｷ Don't aspire to relieve ｷ Do your worst and Punish Me ｷ So I run fast I can ｷ Die tomorrow half a man ｷ Finish the story she said to me ｷ I can't sit here and watch you bleed ｷ Please stand clear from the blast ｷ As I purge demons from my past ｷ Don't aspire to relieve ｷ Do your worst and Punish Me ｷ Do I fuel my hunger deprive my dreams ｷ Live my lonely worn out seam ｷ Stitches weary and the scars they leave ｷ I'm the only one deceived ｷ Please stand clear from the blast ｷ As I purge demons from my past ｷ Don't aspire to relieve ｷ Do your worst and Punish Me

Darwin's Children

Seven million years of progress handed down on silver wings ｷ Of gossamer and protein still we haven't learned a thing ｷ Are we caught up in our anger, locked up in our rage ｷ In the opera of selection on this our earthly stage ｷ And Charlie's spinning laughing, laughing in his grave ｷ Laughing at the prophecy, the prophecy he gave ｷ Can we spread our wings like angels, can we break out of the grindｷ Are we destined to be Darwin's children this time ｷ The ribbons of our cigarettes vanish in the air ｷ In the glow of our great teacher we sit and blankly stare ｷ And the sky could open up and what would we have to say ｷ Something cute about burning out, better than fading away ｷ And Charlie's spinning laughing, laughing in his grave ｷ Laughing at the prophecy, the prophecy he gave ｷ Can we spread our wings like angels, can we break out of the grind ｷ Are we destined to be Darwin's children this time ｷ On the wings of invention now we hurdle toward our fate ｷ As sure as the sunset burns ｷ Collective resignation, evolutionary fate ｷ When will we ever learn ｷ And Charlie's spinning laughing, laughing in his grave ｷ Laughing at the prophecy, the prophecy he gave ｷ Can we spread our wings like angels, can we break out of the grindｷ Are we destined to be Darwin's children this time

Take Me

I pull my boots off, throw my weapons on the floor ｷ Cry my eyes out, in my private little war ｷ Well it seems I've been a soldier ｷ Heaven knows I've been no saint ｷ In my camouflage and armor, cold heart and grease paint ｷ To you this has no meaning the Armistice laid down ｷ The armies are all quiet and the guns don't make a sound ｷ 'Cause you melted the steel walls, tore down the barbed wire ｷ Filled in the trenches, demanded a cease fire ｷ And now you're leaving, there's nothing I can do ｷ I want you to know you're gonna take me with you ｷ Well now three on a match is suicide in the foxhole of my mind ｷ And way off in the distance the air raid sirens whine ｷ And they sing your song of rescue to my tattered worn out shell ｷ You drag me to your safety from this my front line hell ｷ 'Cause you melted the steel walls, tore down the barbed wire ｷ Filled in the trenches, demanded a cease fire ｷ And now you're leaving, there's nothing I can do ｷ I want you to know you're gonna take me with you ｷ The blood that was spilled in the heartache before ｷ Left road maps of scars that I never could ignore ｷ 'Cause you melted the steel walls, tore down the barbed wire ｷ Filled in the trenches, demanded a cease fire ｷ And now you're leaving, there's nothing I can do ｷ I want you to know you're gonna take me with you

I've got to stop thinkin' bout that

I like to think about the time I met you ｷ Living with your people down in New Orleans ｷ Mad at your mama cause she'd never let you ｷ Ride in no nasty limousine ｷ Later on the levee with the moon up above ｷ I lost my heart and confessed my love ｷ Oh Lucy, God have mercy ｷ I've got to stop thinkin' 'bout that ｷ One summer night in a field of wheat ｷ God's sweet lanterns hanging in the sky ｷ Moving light on your tiny feet ｷ I knew I had to love you till the day I die ｷ They talk about Amazing Grace ｷ It meant something when I saw your face ｷ Oh Lucy, God have mercy ｷ I've got to stop thinkin' 'bout that ｷ I think of all the little things that I never told you ｷ I think I may get to hold you someday ｷ It's my brain just like a man possessed ｷ I can't do me no work, I can't get me no rest ｷ I can't understand it baby ｷ Don't like to think about the way it ended ｷ I hate remembering the things that I said ｷ I dream a dream of love so splendid ｷ I wake up hard in an empty bed ｷ I wonder who'll be loving you next ｷ Some fool will be writing bad checks ｷ Oh now Lucy, God have mercy ｷ I've got to stop thinkin' 'bout you ｷ

What Matters

Have you given up on passion living day to day ｷ You keep your dreams locked down inside ｷ Choking on a lifetime of never take a chance ｷ DON'T WAKE UP ONE DAY WISHING YOU TRIED ｷ It ain't about the money, it ain't about the time ｷ It ain't about the love you lost or the things you think you left behind ｷ It ain't about the losing streak, makes you feel like you're falling apart ｷ What matters is your heart ｷ Let's forget about the notion that we're not the same ｷ My blood runs as red as yours ｷ We all get angry, we've all been scared ｷ We've all made big mistakes that can never be repaired ｷ It ain't about the money, it ain't about the time ｷ It ain't about the love you lost or the things you think you left behind ｷ It ain't about the losing streak, makes you feel like you're falling apart ｷ What matters is your heart ｷ Look me in the eye and take my hand ｷ We can make a difference ｷ We can make a difference I know we can ｷ Have you given up on passion living day to day ｷ You keep your dreams locked down inside ｷ Choking on a lifetime of never take a chance ｷ DON'T WAKE UP ONE DAY WISHING YOU TRIED ｷ It ain't about the money, it ain't about the time ｷ It ain't about the love you lost or the things you think you left behind ｷ It ain't about the losing streak, makes you feel like you're falling apart ｷ What matters is your heart

Holy City

Midnight in the Holy City ｷ playground for restless souls ｷ Graveyards for the sons of Ft. Sumpter ｷ And the ghostly daughters ｷ Wait for their boys to come home ｷ Moonlight in the Holy City ｷ So thick it warms the air ｷ Burned my heart on a sweet southern flame ｷ Like a hug from your mama saying it will be OK ｷ Spilt my blood, in the Holy City ｷ Seen the flood of a thousand rains ｷ I ran away from the Holy City ｷ Heard the spirits in the steeple singing ｷ you'll be back again ｷ Sunrise in the Holy City ｷ The kings and queens shuffle by ｷ I'm born here of my own ashes ｷ Just lay me down here when I die ｷ Spilt my blood, in the Holy City ｷ Seen the flood of a thousand rains ｷ I ran away from the Holy City ｷ Heard the spirits in the steeple singing ｷ you'll be back again ｷ I've seen visions ｷ Lord I've seen visions ｷ Hanging in the summer sky ｷ I fell in love, lost my heart ｷ Laughed until I cried

Through the floor

Bathed in sunlight woke from dreams ｷ of murderous intention ｷ Pursued by dogs and men and things ｷ I`m just too scared to mention ｷ And the first thing that I think of ｷ are her sympathetic eyes ｷ That see with only positive emotion ｷ And she talks of being grumpy, ｷ but I know that grumpy`s not her style ｷ And I soak up all her beauty ｷ `cause I`m only here awhile ｷ And I muddle through my docket, ｷ nestle in the pocket ｷ Just sit back and think about the world ｷ And the only thing I see ｷ when she`s looking back at me ｷ Is the promise of how life could be ｷ And as I wrote my chest got tight for her ｷ I know that I`m not right for her ｷ and I couldn`t live ｷ if I ever caused her pain ｷ But at least I have a message ｷ that I can leave ｷ that tells her of this spin inside ｷ My gears turning, ｷ I`m still learning to trust myself ｷ But at least I`ve told her ｷ of this difficult good-bye ｷ Seven minutes before ｷ I`m leaving and now my chest is heaving ｷ I just can`t go like I did before ｷ And tomorrow I`ll be miles away and dreaming ｷ That she hears my voice ｷ floating through the floor ｷ