One Song

[Mrs. Peel]

"Gold Day" ~ Sparklehorse

 

good morning, my child

stay with me a while

you've not got any place to be

won't you sit a spell with me

 

you've got diamonds for eyes

it's time for you to rise

and evaporate

in the sun

sometimes it can weigh a ton

 

keep all your crows away

hold skinny wolves at bay

in silver piles of smiles

may all your days be gold, my child

 

a necklace of leaves

spirits in the trees

and drown all the clocks

'til there's none

little ambient in the sun

 

keep all your crows away

hold skinny wolves at bay

in silver piles of smiles

may all your days be gold, my child

 

 

good morning, my child

stay with me a while

and evaporate

in the sun

sometimes it can weigh a ton

 

keep all your crows away

hold skinny wolves at bay

in silver piles of smiles

may all your days be gold, my child

may all your days be gold, my child

may all your days be gold, my child

may all your days be gold, my child

 

 

 

This popped up on Shuffle on my way home from work today. Although I've heard it many times, today it touched me pretty deeply. I think the combination of my friend Brian's son being born this week and another friend gushing about his 1 year old daughter today made me hear the lyrics more clearly than ever before.

 

Silver Piles Of Smiles

[Elixir Sue]

Love Minus Zero/No Limit - Bob Dylan

 

My love she speaks like silence,

Without ideals or violence,

She doesn't have to say she's faithful,

Yet she's true, like ice, like fire.

People carry roses,

Make promises by the hours,

My love she laughs like the flowers,

Valentines can't buy her.

 

In the dime stores and bus stations,

People talk of situations,

Read books, repeat quotations,

Draw conclusions on the wall.

Some speak of the future,

My love she speaks softly,

She knows there's no success like failure

And that failure's no success at all.

 

The cloak and dagger dangles,

Madams light the candles.

In ceremonies of the horsemen,

Even the pawn must hold a grudge.

Statues made of match sticks,

Crumble into one another,

My love winks, she does not bother,

She knows too much to argue or to judge.

 

The bridge at midnight trembles,

The country doctor rambles,

Bankers' nieces seek perfection,

Expecting all the gifts that wise men bring.

The wind howls like a hammer,

The night blows cold and rainy,

My love she's like some raven

At my window with a broken wing.

 

[JUDE]

Ramona, come closer,

Shut softly your watery eyes.

The pangs of your sadness

Shall pass as your senses will rise.

The flowers of the city

Though breathlike, get deathlike at times.

And there's no use in tryin'

T' deal with the dyin',

Though I cannot explain that in lines.

 

Your cracked country lips,

I still wish to kiss,

As to be under the strength of your skin.

Your magnetic movements

Still capture the minutes I'm in.

But it grieves my heart, love,

To see you tryin' to be a part of

A world that just don't exist.

It's all just a dream, babe,

A vacuum, a scheme, babe,

That sucks you into feelin' like this.

 

I can see that your head

Has been twisted and fed

By worthless foam from the mouth.

I can tell you are torn

Between stayin' and returnin'

On back to the South.

You've been fooled into thinking

That the finishin' end is at hand.

Yet there's no one to beat you,

No one t' defeat you,

'Cept the thoughts of yourself feeling bad.

 

I've heard you say many times

That you're better 'n no one

And no one is better 'n you.

If you really believe that,

You know you got

Nothing to win and nothing to lose.

From fixtures and forces and friends,

Your sorrow does stem,

That hype you and type you,

Making you feel

That you must be exactly like them.

 

I'd forever talk to you,

But soon my words,

They would turn into a meaningless ring.

For deep in my heart

I know there is no help I can bring.

Everything passes,

Everything changes,

Just do what you think you should do.

And someday maybe,

Who knows, baby,

I'll come and be cryin' to you.

[PopTodd]

Merle Haggard - "Mama Tried"

 

The first thing I remember knowing,

Was a lonesome whistle blowing,

And a young un's dream of growing up to ride;

On a freight train leaving town,

Not knowing where I'm bound,

No-one could change my mind but Mama tried.

One and only rebel child,

From a family, meek and mild:

My Mama seemed to know what lay in store.

Despite all my Sunday learning,

Towards the bad, I kept on turning.

'Til Mama couldn't hold me anymore.

 

And I turned twenty-one in prison doing life without parole.

No-one could steer me right but Mama tried, Mama tried.

Mama tried to raise me better, but her pleading, I denied.

That leaves only me to blame 'cos Mama tried.

 

Dear old Daddy, rest his soul,

Left my Mom a heavy load;

She tried so very hard to fill his shoes.

Working hours without rest,

Wanted me to have the best.

She tried to raise me right but I refused.

 

And I turned twenty-one in prison doing life without parole.

No-one could steer me right but Mama tried, Mama tried.

Mama tried to raise me better, but her pleading, I denied.

That leaves only me to blame 'cos Mama tried.

[mountain bed]

King Crimson - Indiscipline

 

I do remember one thing

It took hours and hours but

By the time I was done with it

I was so involved, I didn't know what to think

I carried it around with me for days and days

Playing little games

Like - not looking at it for a whole day

And then....looking at it

To see if I still liked it

I DID!

 

I repeat myself when under stress

I repeat myself when under stress

I repeat myself when under stress

I repeat myself when under stress

I repeat..

The more I look at it

The more I like it

I do think it's good

The fact is -

No matter how closely I study it

No matter how I tear it apart

No matter how I break it down

It remains consistent

I WISH YOU WERE HERE TO SEE IT!

 

I LIKE IT!

[Sweet Papa Crimbo]

Saigon, it was all gone

The same Coke machines

As the streets I grew on

Down in a mesquite canyon

We come walking along the ridge

Me and the brothers under the bridge

 

Campsite's an hour's walk from the nearest road to town

Up here there's too much brush and canyon

For the CHP choppers to touch down

Ain't lookin' for nothin', just wanna live

Me and the brothers under the bridge

Come the Santa Ana's, man, that dry brush'll light

Billy Devon got burned up in his own campfire one winter night

We buried his body in the white stone high up along the ridge

Me and the brothers under the bridge

 

Had enough of town and the street life

Over nothing you end up on the wrong end of someone's knife

Now I don't want no trouble

And I ain't got none to give

Me and the brothers under the bridge

 

I come home in '72

You were just a beautiul light

In your mama's dark eyes of blue

I stood down on the tarmac, I was just a kid

Me and the brothers under the bridge

 

Come Veterans' Day I sat in the stands in my dress blues

I held your mother's hand

When they passed with the red, white and blue

One minute you're right there ... and something slips...

[lizish]

 

Second Son - Elliott Brood

 

It's apparent that his parents never loved him at all.

He's a second son of the friend of a chosen one.

Now he's threatening to fall.

 

It's been so long since this town done

well hung one of it's own

So it's been so bad.

Killing's what he had done to his family own.

 

Alright!

 

Alright, he'll take that right now

He'll be a good child.

Love you a way.

You know that fucker

 

Alright well sit inside

He'll come on down to the ground

Watch as we come and hear

 

The second son of the friend of the chosen one

And he'll meet his end

 

Now he's threatening to fall.

 

It's been so long since this town done

well hung one of it's own

So it's been so bad.

Killing's what he had done to his family own.

 

Alright!

 

Alright, he'll take that right now

He'll be a good child.

Love you a way.

You know that fucker

 

Alright don't sit inside

He'll come on down to the ground

Watch as we hang him

He's been so bad

Killing's what he had done to his family kin.

 

Alright!

 

Alright, he'll take that right now

He'll be a good child.

Love you a way.

You know that fucker

 

Alright don't sit inside

He'll come on down to the ground

Watch as we hang him

The second son of a friend of a chosen one.

And this is his end.

[Sweet Papa Crimbo]

L.A.'s fine, the sun shines most the time

And the feeling is 'lay back'

Palm trees grow, and rents are low

But you know I keep thinkin' about

Making my way back

 

Well I'm New York City born and raised

But nowadays, I'm lost between two shores

L.A.'s fine, but it ain't home

New York's home, but it ain't mine no more

 

"I am," I said

To no one there

An no one heard at all

Not even the chair

"I am," I cried

"I am," said I

And I am lost, and I can't even say why

Leavin' me lonely still

 

Did you ever read about a frog who dreamed of bein' a king

And then became one

Well except for the names and a few other changes

I you talk about me, the story's the same one

 

But I got an emptiness deep inside

And I've tried, but it won't let me go

And I'm not a man who likes to swear

But I never cared for the sound of being alone

 

"I am," I said

To no one there

An no one heard at all

Not even the chair

"I am," I cried

"I am," said I

And I am lost, and I can't even say why

Leavin' me lonely still

[Oil Can Boyd]

Seems appropriate for the day:

 

Bob Dylan, Isis

 

I married Isis on the fifth day of May,

But I could not hold on to her very long.

So I cut off my hair and I rode straight away

For the wild unknown country where I could not go wrong.

 

I came to a high place of darkness and light.

The dividing line ran through the center of town.

I hitched up my pony to a post on the right,

Went in to a laundry to wash my clothes down.

 

A man in the corner approached me for a match.

I knew right away he was not ordinary.

He said, "Are you lookin' for somethin' easy to catch?"

I said, "I got no money." He said, "That ain't necessary."

 

We set out that night for the cold in the North.

I gave him my blanket, he gave me his word.

I said, "Where are we goin'?" He said we'd be back by the fourth.

I said, "That's the best news that I've ever heard."

 

I was thinkin' about turquoise, I was thinkin' about gold,

I was thinkin' about diamonds and the world's biggest necklace.

As we rode through the canyons, through the devilish cold,

I was thinkin' about Isis, how she thought I was so reckless.

 

How she told me that one day we would meet up again,

And things would be different the next time we wed,

If I only could hang on and just be her friend.

I still can't remember all the best things she said.

 

We came to the pyramids all embedded in ice.

He said, "There's a body I'm tryin' to find.

If I carry it out it'll bring a good price."

'Twas then that I knew what he had on his mind.

 

The wind it was howlin' and the snow was outrageous.

We chopped through the night and we chopped through the dawn.

When he died I was hopin' that it wasn't contagious,

But I made up my mind that I had to go on.

 

I broke into the tomb, but the casket was empty.

There was no jewels, no nothin', I felt I'd been had.

When I saw that my partner was just bein' friendly,

When I took up his offer I must-a been mad.

 

I picked up his body and I dragged him inside,

Threw him down in the hole and I put back the cover.

I said a quick prayer and I felt satisfied.

Then I rode back to find Isis just to tell her I love her.

 

She was there in the meadow where the creek used to rise.

Blinded by sleep and in need of a bed,

I came in from the East with the sun in my eyes.

I cursed her one time then I rode on ahead.

 

She said, "Where ya been?" I said, "No place special."

She said, "You look different." I said, "Well, not quite."

She said, "You been gone." I said, "That's only natural."

She said, "You gonna stay?" I said, "Yeah, I jes might."

 

Isis, oh, Isis, you mystical child.

What drives me to you is what drives me insane.

I still can remember the way that you smiled

On the fifth day of May in the drizzlin' rain.

[embiggen]

Put your hair back, we get to leave

Eleven gallows on your sleeve

Shallow figure, winners paid

Eleven shadows way out of place

Standing too soon, shoulders high in the room

Standing too soon, shoulders high in the room

Standing too soon, shoulders high in the room

 

Pull your dress on and stay real close

Who might leave you where I left off?

A perfect circle of acquaintances and friends

Drink another, coin a phrase

Heaven assumed, shoulders high in the room

Heaven assumed, shoulders high in the room

Heaven assumed, shoulders high in the room

 

Try to win and suit your needs

Speak out sometimes but try to win

Standing too soon, shoulders high in the room

Standing too soon, shoulders high in the room

Standing too soon, shoulders high in the room

Standing too soon, shoulders high in the room

Standing too soon, shoulders high in the room

[bjorn_skurj]

I'm not sure how an instrumental would be handled in this thread, but I am thinking about Rhythm Heritage's "Theme From S.W.A.T."

[lizish]

Cinco de Mayo - Liz Phair

 

Cinco de mayo, blowout, denial

It wasn't fun this time, letting you go

What if I never, a bullet forever,

Held out my hand to you?

We wouldn't have known beautiful flow

 

Absolute measure, I ain't no pleasure hound

Bus out of control, ploughing the road

Out on a bender

Just Alice falling down a deepening hole

 

I'd never been to Rome until you smiled

You're about as old and piled

 

Used to pray for snow

Now I just wonder

What spell I was under

Thinking you thought of me as something to hold

 

I'd never been to Rome until you smiled

You're about as old and piled

 

Cinco de mayo, burn-out Ohio

It wasn't me this time letting you go

[MattZ]

Everything went from bad to worse, money never changed a thing,

Death kept followin', trackin' us down, at least I heard your bluebird sing.

Now somebody's got to show their hand, time is an enemy,

I know you're long gone,

I guess it must be up to me.

 

If I'd thought about it I never would've done it, I guess I would've let it slide,

If I'd lived my life by what others were thinkin', the heart inside me would've died.

I was just too stubborn to ever be governed by enforced insanity,

Someone had to reach for the risin' star,

I guess it was up to me.

 

Oh, the Union Central is pullin' out and the orchids are in bloom,

I've only got me one good shirt left and it smells of stale perfume.

In fourteen months I've only smiled once and I didn't do it consciously,

Somebody's got to find your trail,

I guess it must be up to me.

 

It was like a revelation when you betrayed me with your touch,

I'd just about convinced myself that nothin' had changed that much.

The old Rounder in the iron mask slipped me the master key,

Somebody had to unlock your heart,

He said it was up to me.

 

Well, I watched you slowly disappear down into the officers' club,

I would've followed you in the door but I didn't have a ticket stub.

So I waited all night 'til the break of day, hopin' one of us could get free,

When the dawn came over the river bridge,

I knew it was up to me.

 

Oh, the only decent thing I did when I worked as a postal clerk

Was to haul your picture down off the wall near the cage where I used to work.

Was I a fool or not to try to protect your identity?

You looked a little burned out, my friend,

I thought it might be up to me.

 

Well, I met somebody face to face and I had to remove my hat,

She's everything I need and love but I can't be swayed by that.

It frightens me, the awful truth of how sweet life can be,

But she ain't a-gonna make me move,

I guess it must be up to me.

 

We heard the Sermon on the Mount and I knew it was too complex,

It didn't amount to anything more than what the broken glass reflects.

When you bite off more than you can chew you pay the penalty,

Somebody's got to tell the tale,

I guess it must be up to me.

 

Well, Dupree came in pimpin' tonight to the Thunderbird Cafe,

Crystal wanted to talk to him, I had to look the other way.

Well, I just can't rest without you, love, I need your company,

But you ain't a-gonna cross the line,

I guess it must be up to me.

 

There's a note left in the bottle, you can give it to Estelle,

She's the one you been wond'rin' about, but there's really nothin' much to tell.

We both heard voices for a while, now the rest is history,

Somebody's got to cry some tears,

I guess it must be up to me.

 

So go on, boys, and play your hands, life is a pantomime,

The ringleaders from the county seat say you don't have all that much time.

And the girl with me behind the shades, she ain't my property,

One of us has got to hit the road,

I guess it must be up to me.

 

And if we never meet again, baby, remember me,

How my lone guitar played sweet for you that old-time melody.

And the harmonica around my neck, I blew it for you, free,

No one else could play that tune,

You know it was up to me.

[Barbarino]

SONG ABOUT THE SWEET LOVIN' WOMAN- Fedration X

heap o' diddley comin' down, one comes in who brought some in to pass around, i was... i'm too drunk to stand, i'm too drunk to give a damn, all along, hail a different song, i won't tell em you got it wrong, i'll get something to get me help, i need something to get me through, i need something to get me on, til i can get something i can sing my teeth in, awww now, well come on down, a man came in with a broken chin and sat down and all went on like it was, i'm too drunk to stand, i'm too drunk to give a damn, i wuz too drunk to stand, that wuz til the sweet lovin' woman came to town, came to town well, "how" don't help me, "how" don't help me now, she won't help me, she won't help me now, i need something to get me on, i need something to get me through, i need something i can do, til i get something i can sink my teeth in, help don't help me, help! now help me, help don't help me, you know, i know, hell burns down below, you know, i know, hell comes dontcha know!

[froggie]

Taxiride: creeping up slowly

 

 

let's kick on back to the places we know (places we know)

the path isn't set yet your life is unsure (your life is unsure)

 

(bridge 1)

so your running in circles got a bug in your head

feel the needles and pins get em out of my head

take a chance on a rumor

heard from a friend

that something is gonna change

 

(chorus)

it's creeping up slowly

she's taking me over

it's turning me on

with every breath that i take

i roll up my dreams

and blow them away

 

cruising on blue street my worries are freed

stressed out and thined out i know exactly what u need

 

(bridge 2)

got ya life wrapped up in the palm of your hand

try to feel what i feel but u can't understand

no u won't be satisfied till u see

that something is gonna change

 

(chorus)

 

rip it up and turn the page

slip through the cracks in the stage

and u will find me there

look past the nose upon your face

it your gonna change

 

i saw u movin in slowly

caught a glint in your eye

a moments hesatation

in case ur wondering why

and u won't be satisfied till u see

this meeting of the minds inside of me

 

(chorus x2)

 

(bridge 1)

 

(bridge 2)

 

rip it up and turn the page

look past the nose upon your face

it your gonna change

 

rip it up and turn the page

look past the nose upon your face

it your gonna change

[froggie]

Bert Jansch - Black Waterside

 

(this is basically led zep's black mountain side with lyrics on top)

 

 

 

One morning fair I took the air

That hung about black waterside

T'was a gazing path all around it

And the Irish that I spied

 

All through the fog, the heart of the night

We lay in sport and at play

Till this young man arose and gathered his clothes

Singing 'Fair thee well today!'

 

That's not the promise that you gave to me

When first you lay on my breast

You could make me believe with your lying tongue

That the sun rose in the west

 

And so go home to your fathers garden

Go home and await your fill

And think on your own misfortune

That you brought with your wanton will

 

One morning fair I took the air

That hung about black waterside

T'was a gazing path all around it

And the Irish that I spied...

[mountain bed]

The Kinks - A Gallon Of Gas

 

I've been waiting for years to buy a brand new Cadillac

But now that I've got one I want to send it right back

I can't afford the gas to fill my luxury limousine

But even if I had the dough no one's got no gasoline

 

I went to my local dealer to see if he could set me straight

He said there's a little gas going but I'd have to wait

But he offered some red-hot speed and some really high-grade hash

But a gallon of gas can't be purchased anywhere for any amount of cash

 

I can score you some coke and some grade one grass

But I can't get a gallon of gas

I've got some downers and speed all the drugs that you need

But I can't get a gallon of gas

There's no more left to buy or sell

There's no more oil left in the well

A gallon of gas can't be purchased anywhere

For any amount of cash

 

I love your body work, but you really got no use

How can I drive you when I got no juice?

Because it's stuck in neutral and my engine's got no speed

And the highways are deserted

And the air smells unnaturally clean

 

It's got power-assisted overdrive and carpets on the floor

But it's parked out front just like a dead dinosaur

I'll be paying off the bank for 45 years or more

It should go 100 miles an hour

But it's never moved away from my door

 

Who needs a car or a 747

When you can't buy a gallon of gas?

Who needs a highway, an airport or a jet

When you can't get a gallon of gas?

There's no more left to buy or sell

There's no more oil left in the well

A gallon of gas can't be purchased anywhere

For any amount of cash

You can't buy a gallon of gas

[bobbob1313]

Drive By Truckers- The Righteous Path

 

I got a brand new car that drinks a bunch of gas

I got a house in a neighborhood that

[froggie]

i'm feeling patriotic!

 

 

Solzi sami kapat prostimi

teski se ko tvoite planini

place srce od tri strani

so krvavi mnogu godini

place srce od tri strani

so krvavi mnogu godini

 

eee Makedonijoo

ti si biser balkanski

sprotif pirin egej sin

so bistri vodi vardarskii

 

Samo edna ima vistina

ima edna makdeonija

deleteja

parceteja

pak ke bide nasa najmila

deleteja parceteja

pak ke bide nasa najmila

 

eee Makedonijoo

ti si biser balkanski

sprotif pirin egej sin

so bistri vodi vardarskii

 

Makedonci na glas zapejte

makedonsko oro igrajte

majka mila spomneteja

ziva bila makedonija

majka mila spomneteja

ziva bila makedonija

 

eee Makedonijoo

ti si biser balkanski

sprotif pirin egej sin

so bistri vodi vardarskii

BISER BALKANSKI

[Pocahontas]

LOOKIN' FOR A LEADER-Neil Youg

 

Lookin' for a Leader

To bring our country home

Re-unite the red white and blue

Before it turns to stone

 

Lookin' for somebody

Young enough to take it on

Clean up the corruption

And make the country strong

 

Walkin' among our people

There's someone who's straight and strong

To lead us from desolation

And a broken world gone wrong

 

Someone walks among us

And I hope he hears the call

And maybe it's a woman

Or a black man after all

 

Yeah maybe it's Obama

But he thinks that he's too young

Maybe it's Colin Powell

To right what he's done wrong

 

America has a leader

But he's not in the house

He's waling here among us

And we've got to seek him out

 

Yeah we've got our election

But corruption has a chance

We got to have a clean win

To regain confidence

 

America is beautiful

But she has an ugly side

We're lookin' for a leader

In this country far and wide

 

We're lookin' for a leader

With the great spirit on his side

Someone walks among us

And I hope he hears the call

And maybe it's a woman

Or a black man after all

[dagwave]

Sex Bomb - Flipper:

 

 

 

Shes a sex bomb my baby - yeah

[awatt]

Sleeping is giving in,

no matter what the time is.

Sleeping is giving in,

so lift those heavy eyelids.

 

People say that you

[froggie]

John Butler Trio - Better Than

 

 

CATCHY!

 

 

All you want is

What you can't have

And if you just look around man

You see you got magic

So just sit back relax

Enjoy it while you still have it

Don't look back on life man and only see tragic

 

Because you could be better than that

Don't let me get the better of you

What can be better than that.

Life's not about what's better than

You can be better than that

Don't let it get the better of you

What could be better than that

Life's not about what's better

 

All the time while you're looking away

There are things you can do man

There's things you can say

To the the ones you're with

With whom you're spending your today

Get your gaze off tomorrow

And let come what may

 

Because you could be better than that

dont let me get the better ofyou

what can be better than that

lifes not about whats better than

you can be better than that

Don't let it get the better of you

What could be better than that

Life's not about what's better

 

All I know is sometimes things can be hard

But you should know by now

They come and they go

So why, oh why

Do I look to the other side

'Cos I know the grass is greener but

Just as hard to mow

 

Life's not about what's better than.

 

All you want is

What you can't have

And if you just look around man

You see you got magic

So just sit back relax

Enjoy it while you still have it

Don't look back on life man and only see tragic

 

Because you could be better than that

Dont Let me get the better of you

What can be better than that.

Life's not about what's better than

You can be better than that

Don't let it get the better of you

What could be better than that

Life's not about what's better

 

Because you could be better than that

Dont Let me get the better of you

What can be better than that.

Life's not about what's better than

You can be better than that

Don't let it get the better of you

What could be better than that

Life's not about what's better

 

Because you could be better than that

Dont Let me get the better of you

What can be better than that.

Life's not about what's better than

You can be better than that

Don't let it get the better of you

What could be better than that

Life's not about what's better

 

Because you could be better than that

Dont Let me get the better of you

What can be better than that.

Life's not about what's better than

You can be better than that

Don't let it get the better of you

What could be better than that

Life's not about what's better than

 

[Sweet Papa Crimbo]

If it's a temporary lull

why'm I bored right outta my skull?

Man, I'm dressin' sharp an' feelin' dull

 

Lonely, I guess that's where I'm from

If I was from Canada

then I'd best be called lonesome

 

And if it's just a game

Then I'll break down just in case

Oh yeah, we're runnin' in our last race

 

Well, I laughed half the way to Tokyo

I dreamt I was Surfer Joe

An' what that means, I don't know

 

A dream too tired to come true

Left a rebel without a clue

And I'm searching for somethin' to do

 

And if it's just a game

Then we'll hold hands just the same

So what, we're bleeding but we ain't cut

 

And I could purge my soul perhaps

For the imminent collapse

Oh yeah, I'll tell you what we could do

You be me for a while

I'll be you

 

A dream too tired to come true

Left a rebel without a clue

Won't you tell me what I should do?

 

And if it's just a lull

why'm I bored right outta my skull?

Oh yeah, keep me from feeling so dull

 

And if it's just a game

Then we'll break down just in case

Then again, I'll tell you what we could do

You be me for a while

You be me for a while

and I'll be you

[uncool2pillow]

Wishing well runs wet and dry

I wish for things I never had

Surrounds and wells up in my eyes

The screaming voice, it lies

 

Wishing well gets someone's attention

Every wish you ever had

In a day of nights, in the darkest of light

Sits and cries, watch the lies

 

Could you give me a wish if I tell you what I want?

Will the price be no object?

I wish for dreams of light

I live for wishing well surprise

 

Deepest light, the secret lies

Wishing well gives you all that you desire

Homes and trains, and the greenest of plains

That you ever happened upon

 

The silent wish, it calls you out

Calls you out by name

Lays upon the plain, on the mountain high

City lights, wish delights

 

What if the waters and wishes appear?

Will the price be no object?

I wish for dreams of light

I live for wishing well surprise

 

Twist and shape on the winding twine

Around the spindle winds

Wish again, four times again

Four wishes deep into the well

 

There's a price to pay for a wish to come true

Trade a small piece of your life

Roots in the soil, uprooting the soil

Mountain high, the mountain high

 

The wish is only to speak a kind

Kind of word, so benign absurd

The well, three wishes run dry

Wishing well is dry

 

When no grass grows, the weeds run in line

Wish three wishes, three wishes run dry

 

"Wishing Well" by Bob Mould