1. |
Where's It Going?
04:52
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Every now and then she'd wander
Way out past the fences, way out in the pasture
To where that little creek disappears down beneath the earth
And she would wonder “where’s it going?”
And on the days he noticed, he would follow
Oh, but never all that far
No, in the shelter of the buildings
He’d watch the wind blow through her dresses
and he would wonder, “Where’s it going?”
CHORUS:
The world goes whirlng, It goes spinning and twirling
things get a little dizzy now and then
And we spend the time with questions while answers pass us by
On the way back from where they've been going
There you sit again, across the room
Flipping through the pages of another story
But hey hey hey its no mystery to me
I know you're wondering "where its going?"
Cause it's every now and then my mind wanders
And there I am again out across the lake
I've cut the engine and dropped the oars, I'm just drifting
And I'm wondering "where its going?"
CHORUS
There are days when I am haunted by the sunrise
Moved to trace the day across the sky
Then standing in the glow and splendor of its setting
I'm left to wonder "where it is going?"
When that unexpected taste of home awakes you
Where do you go? where are you taken?
Do you stop to trace the path of a bird across the sky
And do you wonder “where it is going?”
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2. |
Prairie Bride
06:10
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The cruel intoxication of the spring time
Cut furrows through his senses, sank roots down in his mind
And he laid it down for one more time just spinning round the sun
One more year, just hanging on
But, I'd grown as tired as I'd ever be
Spent all my hope just trying to pull some poetry
From the bleached bone of stubble of February fields
Yeah, I was a stranger in this land
And they say never marry a farmer, cause he's always in the dirt
No go and find a gambling man with his clean white linen shirt
Find your self an engineer, cause he's always in on time
Go and find a tailor man, he'll dress you up so fine
At the first sign of May the rain came down in droves
It flooded out the ditches and covered up the roads
And he fought his ambitions, for he knew it’d leave him stuck
Still he knew much better than to curse this kind of luck
‘Cause it was not too long before the rain had turned its back
And all my thoughts would grow dusty and cracked
And the only signs of moisture were the tears in my eyes
As I stood and cursed the clouds way up on high
Yeah, they say never marry a farmer, cause he's always in the dirt
Go and marry a gambling man with his clean white linen shirt
Find your self an engineer, cause he's always there on time
Go and marry a tailor man, he'll dress you up so fine
Well, I swear this place must share something
With the delta or the desert
‘cause the horizon overwhelms me
And I’ve found beauty in the details
Like how the gold and green blew beautiful against the blue and the grey
As he stood out in the field and watched the storm clouds roll away
And he thought to him self, oh I know he did those days
"This must be the way we will know we are blessed"
Yeah, I married a farmer, whose always in the dirt
You can have your gambling men with their clean white linen shirts
You can have an engineer, if you need to be on time
Go and find a tailor man if you need to dress so fine
Now, I first came here as a stranger
and I’ll probably leave one day the same
But I know there is beauty and their is wisdom
Yes, there is age in the seasons of the plains
So, I will stand as the wind creates currents in the grasses
I will stand as the wild geese return to the reeds
I will stand, I will stand and I will breath
I will stand and I will breath in the sky
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3. |
Mayor of Tunerville
03:46
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The sun comes up over silos and shelter belts
Then it makes it’s way on down to the cafe
The world can wait ‘till he's caught up on the latest
And covered all the topics of the day
Shirley pours his coffee and reminds him that good fiends are hard to find
But, he looks around the place and thinks “yeah, that’s left around this town”
Now, the ones that you have known since the day that you were born again
Talk about how the world has gone to hell
And someone suggests "hey it’s probably for the best
if a person just packed up all they owned and moved along"
But, this world’s an ageing parent that you couldn't bear to put in any home
So, you dream on it a while but you'll be back this way before too long
Now, pirates don't get those patches from fighting drunken battles
Or hanging out too long with a cut throat crowd
No, it's from staring at the sky too long trying to navigate their way back home
Or figure out just where in the world they are
Just like those drunken buccaneers we've been staring up for far to long
When we finally hit the promised land we're going to be to blind to see were home
Yeah, the sun goes down and you finish off a bottle
Then watch the stars shake loose from the sky
Sometimes they swim around like a million little bluegill
Sometimes they dive like a swarm of fiery bees
Then comes that final moment that no one here has ever remembered
When dreams replace your visions and prepare you the day
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4. |
Keep It Hot
04:21
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Keep it Hot
3 in the morning
2 of us are wondering how
1 day all of this might change
A long, long time ago
Before you were born there were
Sea's that covered up this land
And the dinosaurs went stepping out
They use to shake and rattle their bones
They’d dance all day until the sun went down
And the world just got too damn cold
So you better keep it hot, keep it hot, keep it hot tonight!
Now its one step forward and three to the right
and lately I'm too tired to fight
But I could dance until the evening sun goes down
Yeah, its one step up and you fall on your face
But, that's ok I've never put much stock in grace
So just hold my hand and we'll make it through just fine
Yeah the dinosaurs used to go stepping out
They’d shake and rattle their bones
They’d dance all day until the sun went down
And the world just got too damn cold
So you better keep it hot, keep it hot, keep it hot tonight!
You can take a great leap forward, but who knows where you'll land
If you never look back, you'll never understand
It's knowledge, It's just justice without compassion
So, it's one step forward and two steps lost
and when you stop to measure out the costs
You're bound to find your still so far behind
But, the dinosaurs they went stepping out
They use to shake and rattle their bones
They’d dance all day until the sun went down
And the world just got too damn cold
So you better keep it hot, keep it hot, keep it hot tonight!
Yeah, I’ve been marking hope on a beach in the changing tide
When maybe the victory is just to stay alive
or to dance in the warm sunlight
I'm either one step early or three steps late
I don't know how much more I can take
I need to sing before I forget the song
Yeah, the dinosaurs went stepping out
They use to shake and rattle their bones
They’d dance all day until the sun went down
And the world just got too damn cold
So you better keep it hot, keep it hot, keep it hot tonight!
Yeah, it's
3 in the morning and now the
2 of us are wondering if
1 day all of this might change
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5. |
Round In The Middle
02:56
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When I was young, well I was fit as a fiddle
But, lately I've been getting kind of round in the middle
My knees get achy and my back gets weak
But, honey all of this is yours to keep
Well, this old body's just skin and bone
But, it's the only thing I'e ever called home
I carry it with me and it carries me through
So, come on honey I want to make a little home with you
Oh, I know all the trouble you've known
But, I believe this heart has found a home
Now, I aint no doctor, I aint got no cure
For all those things that cause you to worry
But, when you've got a fever I will bring you cool water
And, we can make a little home just where ever you wanna
Could be down in the canyon or out in the woods
Just any old place you think is good
We'll build us a cabin, hell we'll rent us a flat
We'll be at home just where we're at
I know we both get that ramblin itch
So, we'll get a truck with a trailer hitch
We'll keep it gassed up and ready to go
And, we'll be right at home rollin down the road
Yeah, this old body's just skin and bone
But, it's the only thing I've ever called home
I carry it with me and it carries me through
Come on honey I want to make a little home with you
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6. |
What If?
03:01
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So, what are we doing now?
Double checking all accounts
Both withdrawn and seeing in the red?
What if we'd never met?
You'd probably still smoke cigarettes,
Keep a list of all your regrets, and I'd probably wish I was one.
What if, oh never mind
I'll save it for another time
When answers aren't so close at hand and questions are just that.
Now, I know we both agreed it was best
And I don't think I mean to suggest,
But, do you think you could hold me one more time?
What if it were spring again?
Front porch with a storm rolling in
Would we let all these things out cry the rain?
What if, no I better not ask
I guess it's just to great a task
And we've both got enough work to do on our own
Now, I was out walking late last night,
They stopped and said "hey, are you alright?"
“never better” I told them, “never knew her” I thought
Maybe the best we can do
Is conversations at a quarter past two
Pockets of nothing and open spaces of love
But, what if? No, forget about that
You really don't need to react
I don’t mean to suggest things I don't understand
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7. |
Hints
05:05
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Over coffee and news of divorces and babies she laid out her life for us all to behold. Yeah, she’d insinuate herself into distant relations with desperate parties as we watched her grow old, but she knew that her hints were just taken as small talk. You know, that harmless chatter forgiven by all, ‘cause "we're all a bit crazy" they'd joke round the office and she would agree, knowing all of the while that the truths told in jest and tales out of context were the crumbs of her memories laid in the forest for that one day, someday when she’d be returning, finally going back home.
Now behind the desk sat a long ago actress who'd once graced stages from New York to Rome. Yes, behind those eyes so carefully disguised was the mind of an artist like the world’s never known. But, she'd grown disillusioned and well, what with the children, it really was for the best that she'd came back home. The plan was return when her life was in order, but it'd just never happened. Oh, where did the time go? Yeah, the truths told in jest and tales out of context were the crumbs of her memories laid in the forest for that one day, someday when she’d be returning, finally going back home.
Filling memos with the words of lesser known prophets, she amused herself at the world's ignorance. Yeah, just like with a drug she found these little thrills as the silence slowly closed in for the kill. Now, memories and dreams blend like smoke into air and sometimes it’s hard to say which is more true when in every breath there’s the hints what once was and a little something that just won’t leave the room. Yeah, the truths told in jest and tales out of context are the crumbs of my memories laid in the forest for that one day, someday when I’ll be returning, finally going back home.
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8. |
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Well, it's been a long time since I've felt young
I don’t know where these feelings are coming from
It's just there're too many ghosts and grumpy old saints
They’re keeping me up at night lining out their complaints
While the devil and temptation are nowhere to be found
No, they've gone down to the station and hopped the last train out of town
Well, it's been years since I've had anything to say
I’ve just got a mouth full of worries come the end of the day
Cause there's been nothing but blues skies since the clouds have blown away and the mysteries I once stood for all went and took a great big leap of faith.
Yeah, they paid off their debts to the ones that they had owed
Sold what was left and now there standing by the side of the road
Oh, it's been too long since I've laid down and cried
These dried up rivers must have muddied my eyes
‘Cause I just never even noticed as my sorrow slipped away
Yeah, it just stepped out into the night to become another a memory
But, now the echoes of laughter ring like banshees before dawn
And, I'm left wondering if my soul's already gone
Now, I don’t know if you’ve ever felt like this
Yeah, mine are steady careful hand's not knocked up crazy fists
And, I've tempered my impatient tongue, assured my nervous heart
I've even kicked out all the drunken dreams that used to gather round in my back yard
Yeah, I don’t know where these feelings are coming from
But, it’s been a long time since I've felt young
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9. |
Howling At A New Moon
03:34
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There’s a whole lot of things I ought to do.
I’ve got to fix the fences and the windows too
The roof is leaking and that mouse came back
Well, I don’t know what to do about that
No, I’ve just been acting like a dog gone fool
Wasting my nights away….and howling at a new moon.
Yeah, it’s up in the morning about a quarter ‘til eight
Oh no, I better hurry cause I can’t be late
Yeah, every Don Quixote has his day
And man, you ought to see the monsters I plan to slay
Yeah, I’ve been up again like a dog gone fool
Wasting my nights away…am I just howling at a new moon?
Well, its coffee in the morning and tea at night
I swear that woman really treats me right
And I know she loves me ‘cause she told me so
Still, I get this crazy itchin’ down in my soul
That leaves me acting like a dog gone fool
Wasting my nights away…howling at some new moon.
Yeah, I’ve got a chicken in my pot and my ducks in a row
And a feeling in side that’s saying “Go, man Go!”
Down to the corner, out to the lake
Well, I’m not stopping ‘till this whole world is shakin’
And I’m up there acting like a dog gone fool
Wasting the night away…am just a howlin’ at a new moon?
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10. |
Homeless Ambitions
06:51
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Well, if it all was just that easy
I would be there now
Collecting the stories of your history
Speaking for the ones who left no words
Off alone in my own little midnight train of thought
Yes, I would be there now
Face to face with all those homeless ambitions
Listening for the ones who came before
Find a focus for your heart to fix upon
My home has moved much more than I care to recall
And old folks are the only ones I know looking for a new day
While, remembering the ones that came before them
He married her because she asked him to
Or I would be there now
Hush my children your father's going to be back soon
He never was the kind to stay out long
And these walls will talk about a quiet, quiet home
Oh, and I would be there now
But, face to face we fight our homeless ambitions
And go looking for the ones who came before
Find a focus for your heart to fix upon
My home has moved much more than I care to recall
And old folks are the only ones I’ve found looking for a new day
While, remembering the ones that came before them
Across the boarder there lies a promised land
So, I'll be going now
Going to find a new tongue, I’ll find a whole new language
New words will be my world
‘Cause it’s easier to be a stranger when you're far away from home
So I'll be going now
Free at last to find my homeless ambitions
And go looking for the one's who came before
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Many are the troubles, many are the trials
Many are the things that bring us down
Many are the times you just fall to your knees and pray that you could leave it all
But, child don't lay your burdens down
‘Till the day you are buried down under the ground
‘Till you're prepared to be as light as the air and have nothing holding you at all
All that you must do, you will have done
Between the rising and the setting of the sun
So, waste no time in worry, go take your rest, there just aint no other way
And, all that you must know, you will have learned
By the time the last green leaf has turned
Waste no time in worry, go take your rest, there just aint no other way
Now, can you lay it out straight? Do you know how it sounds?
Can you walk down the street naked and unbound?
Do you have the strength and the courage to believe that one day your burdens will be gone?
Yes, child don't lay your burdens down
‘Till the day you are buried down under the ground
‘Till you're prepared to be as light as the air and have nothing holding you at all
Yes, child don't lay your burdens down
‘Till the day you are buried down under the ground
‘Till you're prepared to be as light as the air and have nothing holding you at all
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