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Shadows grow
Sky turns gray
Don’t know what we will do
When the pale light fades
We got a long way to go
A short while to turn
Our lead into gold
While the fire still burns
Steel falls to rust
Great cities return to dust
Our circle was made strong
In the days of wine and song
Now we’re driving through a maze
Not knowing where to turn
We got to find our way
While the fire still burns
We close our eyes and get lost in the dark
Wake up to find, all we have fallen apart
We can’t return to a place we never knew
Take my hand and we can build something true
Hands on the wheel
Hours till dawn
There’s a light ahead
We keep pressing on
We’re still working on a dream
Workin’ to discern
The lead from the gold
While the fire still burns
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Lucasville
04:02
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They call me by my number
Call me mad as hell
So they locked me up for sixteen years inside a prison cell
Voices in my head won’t leave me alone
Solitary heart buried 'neath the stone
Oh mercy mercy me I’m as bound as I can be
Oh mercy mercy me I am bound, but I need to be set free
I’ve learned how to live with authorities and cowards
I want a better day every twenty four hours
Press my face to the bars, my voice is never heard
So I'm calling to my mamas, angels, cats all around the world
Behind the walls of Lucasville
With criminals and thieves
Them who are insane
Them who hold the keys
If there be light, I pray somebody will
Shine it behind the walls of Lucasville
And if they set you up with two weeks of meds
And let you out to starve on the high hopes you are fed
One month later, foaming at the jaw
You’ll be staring past the iron bars just like before
Oh mercy mercy me I’m as bound as I can be
Oh mercy mercy me I am bound, but I pray to be set free
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Born On The Tide
04:37
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Theres a dam on the river wide
And it keeps our tears from running to the tide
It holds us dear from running to the tide
In the days when I sang to you
All the words between us rang clear and true
At night our love vanished into blue
Time is going fast
We were slaves in ages past
Now no master and no thief
Can rob us of our peace
We were young in the eyes of the world
Your eyes told a story older still
Days hurry by
We wander through the night
What clock or prison bell
Can wake us from this spell
When the door is open wide
Like children we run away and hide
And I feel you like the rain
Tiny rivers run down my face again
Time is on our side
We are born on the tide
No doctor can heal us now
Love can show us how
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Water Rising
05:05
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Dream of water, rising up in a flood
Under the spell of a book I read
Woke me up, had to shake my head
Storm drains and gutters, little rivers running to the sea
Pull of the tide, full moon and mystery
Stand on the edge, and get the gravity
Seen water rising up
Seen water pouring down
Seen water all around
In the morning, the sky was dark
Went outside, tried to build an ark
Called to my love and she was losing heart
The sky opened up, watched it fall
For forty nights, we did the crawl
Made for higher ground, but someone built wall
Seen the water rising up
Seen water pouring down
Seen water all around
Oh mama, nowhere to run
After the flood, the land was spent
People starving and thirsting, every place I went
The proud and the mighty sleeping in a tent
Ground cried, started to shake
There was nothing to give, nothing left to take
I saw a man, he was fixing to break
Seen a man rising up
Seen a man sinking down
Seen that man all around
Oh mama ain't no where to run
Now everybody I meet keeps having this dream
Whole world come apart at the seams
Nothing is really what it seems
Its time to dig, expose the foundation
Spread the word, the revelation
Time to get up, people get up
See my people rising up
Seen my people stand their ground
Seen my people all around
Oh mama ain’t nowhere to run
Now you see the signs like clothes on the line
Nothing is hidden, there’s no place to hide
Gotta walk the line between the dark and the light
Seen the sun rising up
Seen the sun sinking low
Seen the darkness all around
Oh mama nowhere to run
Seen water rising…
...Oh mama, gotta stand our ground
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