lyr 33: easy now

glass hitting her face now
easy now, easy now
nothing can erase her now
easy now, easy now

why ask for a message
if you can't read the fucking words
it's the stupidest song and rhyme
i've ever heard


in for the long term
easy now, easy now
for the blood and the fur now
easy now, easy now

why ask for a message
if you can't read the fucking words
it's the stupidest song and rhyme
i've ever heard

cruise for a blessing
easy now, easy now
a full moon is setting on us
easy now, easy now

she's comin on closer
easy now, easy now
she's the kid on the poster
easy now, easy now

lyr 32: sleep to sleep

sleep to sleep
dream to dream
all is light
with nothing in between

raise the sails
trim the heat
we'll go on
to where nobodys ever been

let's be ready for the show
let's get there - somewhere somehow
i know...i know....

endless walks
on endless streets
two right hands
and two left feet

outside ourselves
we're coming clean
and then there's this
death in the morning

raise your voice above the crown
raise your arms above the clouds
i know...i know....

if you're cold
if you're lost
if you're whipped
and nailed to a cross

she just flies
into the night
like all good children
that put up a fight

it's a place where we can go
face the sun, face the snow
i know.....i know...

old ben mcgee take 2

in a land far away on a primitive sea
spinning in time, it's like death i believe
a thousand small cuts and a thousand wet leaves

he was a man best left alone
he closes her eyes, it's like death i suppose
out from the smog and the mist the story arose

old ben mcgee, listen to me
on a black horse thats running
down the street

old ben mcgee, listen to me
these pains I cant carry
or receive

there sat a watermark deep on his face
permanent lines that tears can't erase
the memories tear at his heart and leave not a trace

a miniature part played with castanet hands
here everythings free and nothings for sale
he imagines she flew out of there like a bat out of hell

old ben mcgee, listen to me
on a black horse thats running
down the street

old ben mcgee, listen to me
this pain I cant carry
or receive

lyr #31? old be mcgee

he walks a single line mistaken for sublime
he leans on out to time cruel dances left behind

he sees her from bar so close and yet so far
if only this guitar could play how great thou art

he's wearing his heart on his sleeve, wearing his sleeve on his heart...

old ben mcgee, listen to me
on a black horse thats running
down the street

old ben mcgee, listen to me
this pains I cant carry
or receive

he dreams to take her hand and dreams of wedding bands
but he is just a man , a thousand grains of sand

and she is such a sight - as beautiful as night
an angel dressed in white - the soul would sacrafice

he's wearing his heart on his sleeve, wearing his sleeve on his heart...

old ben mcgee, listen to me
on a black horse thats running
down the street

old ben mcgee, listen to me
this pains I cant carry
or receive

lyric 30 : once or twice

fires grow by the riverside
ebbs and flows with spirit tides
it's just a dream
or so it seems

far away in another place
by committee they unleash
a thousand why's
five thousand why why's

she's a child of the sun
a bitter bandit on the run
from the sky, we will arise

she the choice the chosen one
and like everything we're done
done in time, done once, done twice

ly 29 - wall-to-wall

baby
you gotta save me
first you blame me
then you shame me

i ain't writing anymore
just these stupid open chords

honey
got no money anymore
no more fun
no more sun

just this fucked up wall to wall

i ain't writing anymore
just these stupid open chords

lyric 28: WWII

thick or fair
he throws his hands
up in the air
thin or foul
he moves his head
round and round

i'm mystified
by the look in your eyes
that says for all the world to see
i'm dead inside
and i'm paralyzed
by the sword in my side
that claims for me
the right to be utterly, totally
deceived

charlamagne
that clown is back again
what a stupid name
it is almost a sin
what his parents named him
but charlamagne
won't give in
never never never never never
give in
said winston

i'm mystified
by the look in your eyes
that says for all the world to see
i'm dead inside
and i'm paralyzed
by the sword in my side
that claims for me
the right to be utterly, totally
deceived

it 's getting hot out here
with the wind all disappeared
and it's getting clearer
that it is fear we fear
ply your wares
what the fuck, they don't care
buy and sell and sell and buy
never ever share