i was black and i was white
i heard someone was up for fighting
she would sigh and it would sting
and she was goddam everything
well that was 30 years ago
and all the world was jersey shoreline
hotter days and hotter nights
a six pack and some mad dog wine
was all we had and all we knew
and heaven raged above below
all the world was in her eyes
and all the songs were harmonized
and i would live and die
for water tower number nine
she was such and honest gal
and i wasn't one to kiss and tell
then it was just a lonely dream
spinning in my bed again
a day or two my head would clear
my eyes would open my hands would heal
i'd dial her number, say here name
the answer always seemed the same
that's all i ever want to know
the father son and holy ghost
i'm waiting for the reckoning
the great reward is beckoning
the partisan who will not wait
the holy men that can't relate
the drums are pounding out the drill
the smoke is rising in the hills
we see it with our second sight
it's playing on the news all night
the pauper to the president
sent from hell or heaven sent?
we are frayed and we are torn
we depart and we are born
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