Feeling Gravity's Pull

I fell asleep and read just about every paragraph.

Read the scene where gravity is pulling me around,
Peel back the mountains peel back the sky,
Stomp gravity into the floor.
It's a Man Ray kind of sky,
Let me show you what I can do with it,
Time and distance are out of place here.

Step up, step up, step up the sky is open-armed,
When the light is mine, I felt gravity pull.

Somewhere near the end it said,
"You can't do this", I said "I can too."
Shift sway rivers shift,
Oceans fall and mountains drift,
It's a Man Ray kind of sky,
Let me show you what I can do with it.

Step up, step up, step up the sky is open-armed,
When the light is mine, I felt gravity pull onto my eyes,
holding my head straight (looking down).
This is the easiest task I've ever had to do...

I fell asleep and read just about every paragraph

Read the scene where gravity is pulling me around,
Shift the swaying river's shift,
Oceans fall and mountains drift,
It's a Man Ray kind of sky,
Let me show you what I can do with it,
Time and distance are out of place here.

Step up, step up, step up the sky is open-armed,
When the light is mine, I felt gravity pull onto my eyes,
holding my head straight (looking down).
This is the easiest task I've ever had to do...

Reason had harnessed the tame,
Holding the sky in their arms,
Gravity pulls me down.


Maps and Legends

He's not to be reached, he's to be reached.
He's not to be reached, he's to be reached.

Called the fool and the company,
On his own where he'd rather be.
Where he ought to be, he sees what you can't see,
Can't you see that?

Maybe he's caught in the legend,
Maybe he's caught in the mood.
Maybe these maps and legends
Have been misunderstood.

Down the way the road's divided,
Paint me the places you have seen.
Those who know what I don't know
Refer to the yellow, red and green.

Maybe he's caught in the legend,
Maybe he's caught in the mood.
Maybe these maps and legends
Have been misunderstood.

He's not to be reached, he's to be reached.
He's not to be reached, he's to be reached.
He's not to be reached, he's to be reached.
He's not to be reached, he's to be reached.

The map that you painted didn't seem real.
He just sings whatever he's seen.
Point to the legend, point to the east,
Point to the yellow, red and green.

Maybe he's caught in the legend,
Maybe he's caught in the mood.
Maybe these maps and legends
Have been misunderstood, been misunderstood. (Maps and legends)

(Maps and legends) Is he to be reached? He's not to be reached.
(Maps and legends) Is he to be reached? He's not to be reached.
(Maps and legends) Is he to be reached? He's not to be reached anymore.
(Maps and legends).


Driver 8

The walls are built up, stone by stone,
The fields divided one by one.
And the train conductor says,
"Take a break Driver 8. Driver 8, take a break,
We've been on this shift too long."

And the train conductor says,
"Take a break Driver 8. Driver 8, take a break,
We can reach our destination, but we're still a ways away."

I saw a treehouse on the outskirts of the farm.
The power lines have floaters so the airplanes won't get snagged.
Bells are ringing through the town again,
Children look up, all they hear is sky-blue, bells ringing.

And the train conductor says,
"Take a break Driver 8. Driver 8 take a break,
We can reach our destination, but we're still a ways away."

Way to shield the hated heat.
Way to put myself to sleep.
Way to shield the hated heat.
Way to put myself, my children to sleep.

He piloted this song in a plane like that one,
She is selling faith on the Go Tell crusade.
Locomotive 8, Southern Crescent, hear the bells ring again,
Field to weed is lookin' thin.

And the train conductor says,
"Take a break Driver 8. Driver 8, take a break,
We've been on this shift too long."
And the train conductor says,
"Take a break Driver 8. Driver 8, take a break,
We can reach our destination, but we're still a ways away."


Life and How to Live It

Burn bright through the night, two pockets lead the way,
Two doors to go between the wall was raised today.
Two doors remain before your others and your own,
Keep these books well stocked away and take your happy home.

My carpenter's out and running about, talking to the street.
My pockets are out and running about,
Barking in the street to tell what I have hidden there.

Burn bright through the night, two pockets lead the way,
Two doors to go between the wall was raised today.
Raise the walls and shout its flaws, a carpenter should rest,
So that when you tire of one side the other serves you best.

My carpenter's out and running about, talking to the street.
My pockets are out and running about,
Barking in the street to tell what I have hidden there.

The hills ringing hear the words in time,
Listen to the holler,
Listen to my walls within my tongue.
Can't you see you made my ears go tin?
The air quicken tension building inference suddenly.
Life and how to live it.

Raise the walls and shout its flaws, a carpenter should rest,
So that when you tire of one side the other serves you best.
Read about the wisdom lost, a knock, a knock, a knock,
A secret knock one hammer's locked the other wisdom lost.

My carpenter's out and running about, talking to the street.
My pockets are out and running about,
Barking in the street to tell what I have hidden there.
My carpenter's out and running about, barking in the, listen to the holler.
My pockets are out and running about,
Barking in the street to tell what I have hidden there.

Listen, listen to the holler,
If I write a book, it will be called "Life and How to Live It."


Old Man Kensey

Old Man Kensey wants to be a sign painter,
First he's got to learn to read.
He's gonna be a clown on TV.
Flags at his elbow, time to breath,
(That's my folly) I believe.

Drink up the lake, Kensey's away.
(That's my folly) That's my mistake.

Old Man Kensey wants to be a goalie,
First he's got to learn to count.
He's gonna be a clown on a circus mount.
Letters to me signed in sopped up tar.
(That's my folly) Kensey's going far.

John, Bill and Ted, stand on your head.
(That's my folly) I'm ready to go.

Old Man Kensey wants to be a dog catcher,
First he's got to learn to stand.
He's gonna be a clown in a marching band.
Letters to me signed ransom greed,
(That's my folly) I believe.

Drink up the lake, John, Bill and Ted,
(That's my folly) That's my mistake.
Kensey's away, stand on your head,
(That's my folly) I'm ready to go.

Drink up the lake, stand on your head,
(That's my folly) I'm ready to go.


Can't Get There from Here

When the world is a monster,
Bad to swallow you whole,
Kick the clay that holds the teeth in,
Throw your trolls out the door.

If you're needing inspiration,
Philomath is where I go.
Lawyer Jeff he knows the lowdown,
He's mighty bad to visit home.

(I've been there, I know the way)
Can't get there from here.
(I've been there, I know the way)
Can't get there from here.
(I've been there, I know the way)
Can't get there from here.
(I've been there, I know the way)

When your hands are feeling empty,
Stickheads jumping off the ground.
Tris is sure to shirr the deers out,
Brother Ray can sing my song.

(I've been there, I know the way)
Can't get there from here.
(I've been there, I know the way)
Can't get there from here.
(I've been there, I know the way)
Can't get there from here.
(I've been there, I know the way)

Hands down, Calechee bound,
Land locked, kiss the ground,
The dirt of seven continents going
Round and round.
Go on ahead Mr. Citywide,
Hypnotize, suit and tie.
Gentlemen testify.

If your world is a monster,
Bad to swallow you whole.
Philomath, they know the lowdown,
Throw your trolls out the door.

(I've been there, I know the way)
Can't get there from here.
(I've been there, I know the way)
Can't get there from here.
(I've been there, I know the way)
Can't get there from here.
(I've been there, I know the way)

(I've been there, I know the way)
Can't get there from here.
(I've been there, I know the way)
Can't get there from here.
(I've been there, I know the way)
Can't get there from here.
(I've been there, I know the way)


Green Grow the Rushes

The wheelbarrow's fallen, look at my hands.
They've found some surplus, cheaper hands,
Rubbing palms and pick and choose,
Who will they choose? Here is the news.

Look at that building, look at this man,
Haloed and whitewashed,
Gone to find a cheaper hand,
he'll offer a pound, offer a pound.

Green grow the rushes go,
Green grow the rushes go,
Green grow the rushes go,
The compass points the workers home.

Pay for your freedom, find another gate,
Guilt by associate, the rushes wilted a long time ago,
Guilty as you go.

Stay off that highway, word is it's not so safe.
The grasses that hide the greenback,
The amber waves of gain again,
The amber waves of gain.

Green grow the rushes go,
Green grow the rushes go,
Green grow the rushes go,
The compass points the workers home.

Green grow the rushes go,
Green grow the rushes go,
Green grow the rushes go.

Green grow the rushes go,
Green grow the rushes go,
Green grow the rushes go.


Kohoutek

Who will stand alone?

She carried ribbons, she wore them out.
Courage built a bridge, jealous tore it down.
At least it's something you've left behind,
Like Kohoutek, you were gone.

We sat in the garden, we stood on the porch,
I won't deny myself, we never talked.

She wore bangles, she wore bells,
On her toes and she jumped like a fish.
Like a flyin' fish, you were gone,
Like Kohoutek, can't forget that.

Fever built a bridge, reason tore it down.
If I am one to follow, who will stand alone?

Maybe you're not the problem,
Scissors, paper, stone,
If you stand and holler, these prayers will talk.

She carried ribbons, she wore them out.
Michael built a bridge, Michael tore it down.
At least it's something you've left behind,
Like Kohoutek, you were gone.

Michael built a bridge, Michael tore it down.
If I stand and holler, will I stand alone?


Auctioneer (Another Engine)

She didn't want to get pinned down by her prior town,
Get me to the train on time, here take this nickel make a dime.
Take this penny and make it into a necklace when I leave,
What is at the other end, I don't know another friend,
Another wife, another morning spent.
Listen, listen to the auctioneer,
Another engine, another engine.

We never wrote the reasons that I need explained
Some things are givens, and others get away
This time its for myself you call it what you may
Okay, we won't say goodbye so long, so much more
Listen to the auctioneer,
Another engine, another engine

Listen to the bargain holler,
Listen to the barter holler,
Listen to the auctioneer.

Get me to the train on time here take this nickel make a dime
Take this penny and make it into a necklace when I leave,
What is at the other end, and I don't know another friend,
Another wife, another morning spent.
Listen to the auctioneer,
Another engine, another engine.
Another engine, another engine.

Do I stand the bargain holler?
Listen to the barter holler.


Good Advices

When you greet a stranger look at his shoes,
Keep your money in your shoes, put your trouble behind.
When you greet a stranger look at her hands,
Keep your money in your hands, put your travel behind.
Who are you going to call for, what do you have to say?
Keep your hat on your head, home is a long way away.
At the end of the day, I'll forget your name,
I'd like it here, if I could leave and see you from a long way away.

When you greet a stranger, look at her shoes,
Keep you memories in your shoes, put your travel behind.
Who are you going to call for, what do you have to say?
Keep your hat on your head, home is a long way away.
At the end of the day, when there are no friends,
When there are no lovers, who are you going to call for?
What do you have to change?

A familiar face, a foreign place, I forget your name.
I'd like it here, if I could leave and see you from a long way away,
Who are you going to call for, what do you have to say?
Keep your hat on your head, home is a long way away.


Wendell Gee

That's when Wendell Gee takes a tug
Upon the string that held the line of trees
Behind the house he lived in.
He was reared to give respect,
But somewhere down the line he chose
To whistle as the wind blows,
Whistle as the wind blows, with me.

He had a dream one night
That the tree had lost its middle,
So he built a trunk of chicken wire
To try to hold it up,
But the wire, the wire turned to lizard skin.
And when he climbed inside,
There wasn't even time to say
Goodbye to Wendell Gee,
So whistle as the wind blows,
Whistle as the wind blows, with me.

There wasn't even time to say
Goodbye to Wendell Gee,
So whistle as the wind blows,
Whistle as the wind blows, with me.

If the wind were colors,
And if the air could speak,
Then whistle as the wind blows,
Whistle as the wind blows.
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