Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

my airplane took a dive today
i saw it on the news
oh lord i got to take the bus
out of town is the only place i want to be

wheres my mayor, wheres my wife
wheres my paper, wheres my knife
open a cut on the long black ride
drill down to the devil's side

glossy lips on magazines
pull my mind away
got to take a straight road home
got to focus on the way

from farm to ditch to sky to mine
bad times are these for the sun to shine
take me higher, oh faithful crew
take me to the place i knew

after the flood
the fires quenched
miles and miles of moon scape
and shadows on shattered walls
it takes time but there is always one more >>>>>>>>>>

green summertime

where's my heart
that old farmers wife cut it
out with that carving knife...........

when i went down with that parachute
didn't give a good god damn
if i landed on my heels or shoot,
my back once again