Lyrics:
Better go capture this moment and hope it don't pass him and
You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
You own it, you better never let it go
burns like acid
I'm a complete analyzer of your entire eye
Gave ya the tone to tour, to walk on by
I'm the insect in your pie, the hair to your lie
and handsome, she's known quite well by all
The regular combination on that Wabash Cannonball
Listen to the jingle, the rumble and the roar
As she glides along
WINDS OF THE OLD DAYS (Words and Music by Joan Baez)
The lady's adrift in a foreign land
Singing on issues both humble and grand A
Decade flew past
They walked down by the river
Still water it runs deep
She could tell by the way he looked at her
In the bottom she would sleep
She threw her arms
Frightened by the tone of a phone in the dead of night
Then staring into darkness and praying till the morning light
The price already paid
A son
Summer was in the hills
Water in the canyon
Skin warmed by the sun
I brushed up against him
Wildflowers on fire
And then I asked him with my
elements in human society
To have complete mastery over another, to make him a helpless object, to humiliate him
To enslave, to inflict moral insanity
compassion
He lives in the love
That lives in our hearts
Words and music by John Denver and Joe Henry
to a final prayer
Nothing soothes quicker than complete despair
I predict by dinner I won't even care
Since I gave up hope I feel a lot better"
Nazis
Ooh, ooh
Ooh
A day by the river is lovely with you
The water and sunlight brighten our view
The sun and our spirits
Are shining away
Giving
(Makes him feel mellow)
Whiskey's too rough, Champagne costs too much, vodka puts my mouth in gear
This little refrain should help me explain as a matter
They led Him to Bethany that's where He stayed
They led Him to Gethsemane that's where He prayed
On out to Calvary to make salvation complete
Thank
together
They spent a whole weekend in Bolivia, encouraging total socialist takeover of the Government and the complete conquest of South America by Green
man that thang go wit' me
My nigga from the jets got stained for a 50
Sack of the hard
Tryna match you a broad
Got 'em shot up in his car by
left the needy out
Who made this salty soup
Tell him we're very hungry now
For a sweeter fare
In the cookie I read
"Some get the gravy
And some get
Here I reap barley, corn and wheat
In this field dark and bleak
Eros holds the keys I seek
Psyche's tasks to complete
I loved him blindly
, he got them dark forces in him
But he also got a righteous cause for sinning
Them a murder me, so I gotta murder, them
First emergency, doctors
In the middle water like
The bird inside the sky
The big black water beetle
Learned to kick her legs and fly
The water could be dirty and
She
He got lucky, got lucky one time
Hitting with the girl in room 509
She turned her back on him, facing the frame
Said, "Listen Joe, don't you come
By the lake, there's a rock
And it lets me lie on top
Warm from the sun
And cooled by the wind
And the water, it sings to me
And by the lake, there
as glass
As he walked by Billy stuck his knife into his pocket
Took a breath and let him pass
In the early darkness Billy rose up
Went into the kitchen
Suzanne takes you down to her place near the river
You can hear the boats go by, you can spend the night beside her
And you know that she's
Well, dig a little deeper in the well, boys
Dig a little deeper in the well
If you want a good cool drink of water
You better dig a little deeper
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