Seen a shootin' star tonight And I thought of you You're tryin' to break into another world A world I never knew I always kind of wondered If you ever
Oh the shepherd is asleep, where the willows weep And the mountains are filled with lost sheep Oh, ring them bells for the blind and the deaf Oh, ring
Broken lines, broken strings, broken threads, broken springs Broken idols, broken heads, people sleeping in broken beds Ain't no use jivin', ain't no
a political world Wisdom is thrown into jail It rots in a cell misguided as hell Leaving no one to pick up the trail We live in a political world Where mercy
There's a whole lot of people suffering tonight From the disease of conceit Whole lot of people struggling tonight From the disease of conceit Come right
What was it you wanted? Tell me again so I'll know What's happenin' in there? What's goin' on in your show? What was it you wanted? Could you say it
What good am I, if I'm like all the rest? If I just turned away, when I see how you're dressed If I shut myself off so I can't hear you cry What good
Most of the time, I'm clear focused all around Most of the time, I can keep both feet on the ground I can follow the path, I can read the signs Stay right
Far away where the soft winds blow Far away from it all There is a place you go Where teardrops fall Far away in the stormy night Far away and over the
Crickets are chirpin', the water is high There's a soft cotton dress on the line hangin' dry The windows wide open, African trees Bent over backwards
: Far Away where the soft wind blow, Far away from it all, There is a place you go Where teardrops fall. Far away in the stormy night, Far away and
: Broken lines, broken strings, Broken threads, broken springs, Broken idols, broken heads, People sleeping in broken beds. Ain't no use jiving Ain't
: Crickets are chirpin', the water is high, There's a soft cotton dress on the line hangin' dry, Window wide open, African trees Bent over backwards
: Most of the time I'm clear focused all around, Most of the time I can keep both feet on the ground, I can follow the path, I can read the signs, Stay
: There's a whole lot of people suffering tonight From the disease of conceit. Whole lot of people struggling tonight From the disease of conceit. Comes
: What was it you wanted? Tell me again so I'll know. What's happening in there, What's going on in your show. What was it you wanted, Could you say
: Seen a shooting star tonight And I thought of you. You were trying to break into another world A world I never knew. I always kind of wondered If you
: What good am I if I'm like all the rest, If I just turned away, when I see how you're dressed, If I shut myself off so I can't hear you cry, What good
