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The River
05:57
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i was dreaming of a mountain in the sky above the flood
and a forest and a city and a river made of blood
baptist guy keeps getting closer
tries to pull me down to the river
have i been such a wayward daughter ?
hold my head under the water
take my hand now, we'll go walking
on that mountain above the flood
in the forest we'll make a canoe
put it in the river of blood
oh, then i started shouting
i felt like i was drowning
baptist, he keeps on plunging
my hands, they keep on grabbing
his hair, a tangled nest
he smacks me across the chest
"oh, what have i done then, father ?"
"you've been a wayward daughter."
left my mind on the riverbank
left behind in the mud, it sank
baptist guy, i gotta thank you
for the bath, though i didn't want to
i feel the harsh demands
made by the baptists hands
he bends me across his knee
i'm backwards, i cannot see
there's filth streaming out of me
there's water rushing over me
there's filth streaming out of me
there's water rushing over me...
when the river becomes an ocean
every spirit of every man
will rise up and we will recall that
we are all but one blood again
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Travel Light
02:58
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when i was an astronaut, i didn't take my boots
when i was a coal-miner, i didn't know the news
when i ran a record store, i didn't have the blues
i travel light and that's the life for me
he doesn't care where else he goes
he's not gonna take any extra clothes
or extra shoes to hide his feet
the ground is dirt, the dirt is sweet
when i go to London-town i'll stand under a rock
until i know all the time it takes to pack a clock
then i'll flip it over, close the key, swallow the lock
i travel light and that's the life for me
he doesn't take his spoon or fork
he's seen too many eating in New York
he'll use his hands to pick and eat
the fruit he finds, he'll find it sweet
when i was a waitress, i gave away my tips
when i was a call-girl, i gave away my hips*
when i ran the kissing-booth, i gave away my lips
i travel light and that's the life for me
she lives a life like abandoned wind
elemental wife, fortune is her friend
a smile on a river made of light
she's just a pebble on a waterfall tonight
when i go to Boston, i'll stand around in jeans
and save the cash to leave by selling black-market baked beans
denim's what i like to wear, it has durable seams
i travel light and that's the life for me
she's just a genius without a thinking cap
'never pays the rent, she's funny like that
i don't know what she's on, she's here and gone
rides a welcome mat on a jungle cat
furs and sofa chairs and shiny things are just a fuss
we'll eat all the peanuts that we steal from the circus
we'll count all the stars and go to sleep under the bus
we'll travel light and that's the life for us
we'll travel light and that's the life for us
we'll travel light and that's the life for us
we'll travel light and that's the life for us
*i heard a little girl singing "Travel Light"
and wanted to offer these alternate lyrics:
when i ran the shipyard, i cut loose all the ships
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Finish Line
07:16
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can i park my armor here ?
will you pass me the baton ?
take it off and disappear
and i really start to run
promise me a honeybee
i can smell the early pine
a crooked black skeleton key
when you cross the finish line
oh...when you cross the finish line
wrap your feet in spiderwebs
they are watching from the stands
i'll meet you where the highway ends
as the pipe slips through your hands
promise me a honeybee
i can smell the early pine
a crooked black skeleton key
when you cross the finish line
oh...when you cross the finish line
now your name is miracle
when you trip on your bad leg
only one more bend to go
hang your coat up on its peg
promise me a honeybee
i can smell the early pine
a crooked black skeleton key
when you cross the finish line
oh...when you cross the finish line
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Diane Cluck
Singer-songwriter in Charlottesville, VA
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