baby, we've all been used (again)

she can't stand a single thing
the tommy does and tommy sings
she can't keep her tongue no more

so she strolls out to the back
and holds onto the heavy axe
carries it on through the kitchen door

there he sits with beer in hand
and nothing on his wicked brain
cept how to increase her sorrow

and she abides him with a smile
and with a touch of borden style
skulls him like there's no tomorrow

baby we've all been used
baby we've all been used
it's a shot one in ten
lucky to find the right people

trial was a travesty
but that's the law now, basically
she's free to go back to the hollow

where freedom is a tender thing
and axes are fashioned to swing
up into the chins of such fellows

breath in (again...)

THE country has his joys
breathe in and breathe out and breathe in
Of little city girls and boys
breathe in and breathe out

When brother Thomas brings his brood
breathe in and breathe out and breathe in
To try our country air and food.
breathe in and breathe out


And O what splendid pies and cakes Their pleased and pretty grandma makes
And O, it gives him sad surprise, - There must be tears in Jesus' eyes,


Poor Thomas shepherds him a flock
Of city souls as hard as rock,
his heart beats like a clock
breathe in and breathe out

And though they will not fill his larder
He only preaches Christ the harder.
of the son and of the father
breathe in and breathe out

And O what splendid pies and cakes Their pleased and pretty grandma makes
And O, it gives him sad surprise, - There must be tears in Jesus' eyes,



But Ann, though seven years my niece,
Is still a pagan little piece
that will not be released
breathe in and breathe out

Jesus is better than any toys
For little sinning girls and boys,
For Jesus saves, but sin destroys
breathe in and breathe out and breathe in

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QhCRNbWh55A

follow (again)

my mama was a free women, papa was a free person
i'm chained to the old machine
without a path to the open fields
and you can't be my lover
cuz it will blow my cover
let's rewind
reset and unwind

this years been hard workin
hard work and hard talkin
and a bit of histrionics
and a touch of high dramatics
three years in the mine, three years left behind
it's a wonder i'm whole up from this hole

i will follow you
if you want me to
given what we've been through
i can't hide my faith in the water, anymore

this thing aint romantic
quick or automatic
it's a full-court press of a life
when the lightening strike this kite
3 years from a smile, 3 frozen miles
open the door, and let in the voice

sara (again)

no matter how small
every town has got one
a miniature crime
done with a miniature gun
hard as a hammer
harder than nails
got hundreds of dogs and
cats by the tail

sara sara
let me pour you some some wine
i've got a fear
you no longer mine
my love my love
my love is so unkind
it's killing me dear
it's blowing my mind

knocking them out
place neat on the shelf
god helps those who
help themselves
a wonderful lie
makes a marvelous mess
and she doesn't move
it ain't easy...i confess

sara sara...

i'm surrounded by dust
i'm captured in stills
i'm covered by dirt
and bottles and pills
collateral damage the generals say
nothing can chase this dragon away

sara sara...

god only knows
and god only cares
we're twisted and turned
split on the rail
tongue is on fire
eyes are ablaze
and hundreds of words
lost in the haze

i'll be there

i never know the way to go
the opposite of sight
could never thrive beyond the fire
cornering my mind
think of a world without the girl
and of the world within
flickering hard and fighting cards
dealt with total randomness

is it all real
electric fields
this is not a game

connecting the dots
with pistol shots
this is not my name

people will shield these strange ideas
whithout a fair exchange
turn off the light
and drive the spike
straight into my brain

two plus two (take two)

there
head down on the pavement
words whispered in payment
just don't blink when you say it
-
i'm so there
it keeps me from wonderin
if it lets any sun in
is it like or its lovin

sigh out loud if you need me to move on
is this awkward for you?
simple as 2 plus 2
-
shy dog
steady as a steamboat
in a dark overcoat
your the hero we all toast

sigh out loud if you need me to move on
does this mean much to you?
simple as 2 plus 2
-
steady
with a hand that is held up high
you will never sip read and white
in the lingering afterlight

sigh out loud if you need me to move on
i've got nothing to prove
simple as 2 plus 2