The Earth is Broken

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Tim Buckley

Timothy Charles Buckley III (February 14, 1947 – June 29, 1975) was an American singer and musician. His music and style changed considerably through the years; his first album (1966) was mostly folk oriented, but over time his music incorporated jazz, psychedelia, funk, soul, avant-garde and an evolving "voice as instrument," sound. He died aged 28, leaving behind wife Judy and son Taylor, and son Jeff Buckley from his marriage to Mary Guibert. more »

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1990

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Oh now my brother's been taken away 
Gone are the old times when we used to say 
Oh a woman was younger she knew what to do 
Oh but I look around me, now that's not so 

I'm lost on that open road no peace do I find 
Maybe the wind'll blow a melody and ease my mind 

But soon love is broken, they'll take you away 
Oh the wars they been growing as no relief 
And the old men who ruled them oh they're just like thieves 
They rob from the sunshine, oh the air ain't so clean 
Our rivers are dirty where once we could see 

A smile from your lady friend looking down 
Look at that river hey did you ever shiver 
Well the earth is broken there is no one to save 

I remember quite freely only yesterday 
Ah the letter that I read from you read this way 
Take care lonesome Timmy, ah don't you start 
Thinking you're the only one year that's gone 
Out on your lonesome road hey lend a hand to your friend 
Yes he's just as lonely and the wind keeps you cold 

Remember the rivers that once did flow clean 

Ah sometimes I wonder how this old world keeps spinning 'round 
All the old folks have gone west, Lord preparing to die 
All except for a few of us hangers on 
Living each day with trivial hearts 

We just stop once in a while cry over the news 
In some foreign far city your brother's shot down 

Because there was a reason a gun had a hand 
And the old man killed youth, squeezed down its hope 
Now I'm just waiting brother waiting for the land 
Soon in my country there won't be a friend 
Each one is trying so hard to defend 
That one one last heartbeat before he's tugged away 

Lost in the mechanized efficient world logical skies 

Ah but no song was written on without a tear in your eyes 
Are we the last ones, the last ones to try 

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