I will not have a child, I will be wild And not produce meat for your slaughter No more cannon fodder Company whip cracks at the break of dawn Back break
Breathe life to the street from the mouth Those ruby red lips have much to give Pull life from the land with your capable hands Those life loving, beautiful
Twenty days walking so lonely And talking to myself and the rocks And sand got me to thinking 'Bout going and drinking In a tavern with a clean-shaven
Bird of prey gonna float away To a feather cloud formation I'm gonna dig for pretty and strange Gonna open me up, a black gold vein Arrow on fire, flash
Been traveling all too long this bear-cat trail But the love in me's grown stronger than this steel rail That I ride back to your bedroom eyes Been
I'm a, I'm a, I'm a, I'm a chimney sweeping man You see the black lines On the backs, on the backs of my hands I planted all the gardens I sent off all
I was walking through the snow When I saw a distant glow Of a farmhouse nestled Down beneath the trees With a guitar on my back I thought it sure can'
Breathe life to the street from the mouth Those ruby red lips have much to give Pull life from the land with your capable hands Those life loving beautiful
I felt my vocal chords weakening I felt my concave thoughts I felt my voluntary blindness For staring straight into the sun The romantic air of your
My wooden vibrating mouth Sing me your lover's song Come with me we'll head up north Where the rivers run icy and strong The empty theater is lying cold
Mermaids shimmer in the waves Wanted to share a word 'course they only waved Left me alone with the blood in my mouth To paw and to pray, to tear at the
Watch I can flash across the sky A lightning bolt from up on high And I can crash into myself Now a flower blooms in reverse And a song takes back a
When you sing When you sing Stars fill up my eyes Galaxies Pour down my cheeks Galaxies Galaxies They flood the street Galaxies When we dance When
Did you see that lady there? They stripped her to her underwear She took it one step further and stripped to bare Through the rising flames and smoke
Hear the whistle blow far off in the still night without stars See the tracks laid flat with a hammer's might They're the spike driver's scars They're
The rose is not afraid to blossom Though it knows its petals must fall And with its petals fall seeds into soil Why toil to contain it all? Why toil at
Oh the dirty wordless fingers come again Where the mermaid singers Oh when I need them Oh how I need them Pretty words doled up on silver platters Chanting
Cool water Cool water Cool water Cool water Cool water Cool water I want to fly like a scroll unfolding And float to a stone ledge Wait for a moment
