HEAL ME

You gotta heal.  I know you’ll be alright, don’t walk out into the night. 

Heal.  I know you’ll get better if you don’t go out in this weather.

Things aren’t gonna be like they were before.  Nothin’s gonna be like it was before.

And there ain’t no one going to stop you now, or shoot you down. 

There ain’t no one going to stope you now or shoot you down no.

QUITTING NOW WOULD BE TREASON

Went out last night, all by myself, with a friend.

Drove home, stood outside, for 30 minutes then I went out again.

No rhyme, no reason, falling leaves of the season. 

Vanity or purpose.

Went out last night, all by myself, with a friend.

And up pops this light - I can’t identify myself to the man.

Falling backwards again and again and again and again.

Turn out the lights, see the faces of my friend.

Quitting now would be treason

Went out last night, this time all by myself…with a friend.

Walked out onto the edge where so many saw their end.

Holy Ghost on the outside lookin in lookin in lookin in lookin in.

Stepped up to the bar tender - hit me once again.

Quitting now would be treason.

Quitting now would be treason. 

Quitting now would be treason. 

BOXES ON THE FLOOR

I’ve been waiting at the window for you to stop oh no.

And I’m so afraid.

I’ve been waiting at the window for the world to stop oh no.

But you were just pretending to be my sailboat.

And there’s a place in this story where the bad man makes off with all the glory.

He doesn’t want to be.

But you were just pretending to be.

Why do that to me?

Take some trouble with you - this man is so troubled.

Have this to be yours and only yours it will be.

Now if you’re ready I can go, 

I will leave these shells to be just boxes on the floor.

I’ve been waiting at the window for you to stop oh no.

Now it’s a quarter to three.

I’ve been waiting at the window for the world to stop oh no.

But it’s just pretending to be

Why do that to me?

Take some trouble with you - this man is so troubled.

Have this to be yours and only yours it will be.

Now if you’re ready I can go, 

I will leave these shells to be just boxes on the floor.

On the floor.

On the floor.

Hey, I am not pretending anything.

Now here’s the place in this story when the bad man heads out with all the glory.

He doesn’t want to be.

But you were just pretending to be.

Why pretend?

Don’t do that to me.

Take some trouble with you - this man is so troubled.

Have to be this yours and only yours.

Now if you’re ready I can go, 

I will leave these shells to be just boxes on the floor.

Boxes on the floor.

Boxes on the floor.

A SIGNAL HOVERING OVER AMERICA

She was 17 and though her father called her Pretty, the boys never came around.

In her bedroom you could find on her walls and in her mind the music she thought she found.

Summer spent on Loe Street were often hard to bear.

Senseless to those not broken.

But you’d never find them there.

Learn to pawn your things, learn to drink away your dreams.

Die a full grown refugee.

She held her father’s head, he wished he was dead.

Unlock the combination of bad choices.

More she looked at him, his thin and lonesome grin, the louder the music and the voices.

Go now. Now Go.

Go now. Now Go.

Cars were made for driving, planes for flying,

And the country made for roads can never hold her.

You don’t ask her to go back there.

There’s nothing aside the track there, and no train to take her home.

Hard as she tried she never made it from the street.

She met a boy. Took the crumbs he gave her.

Her children left her alone, and headed out to roam, never once returning to hold her.

Cloud of poison gas is leaking out the radio.

Have we seen last good times from the microphone?

Bought our tickets to get into the show, now we’re running to catch the last train home.

Pick up. Pick up.

I know your home.

Sit up. Sit up.

Breathe into the phone.

I’m so tired, I can’t hear the baby crying but it’s a sin to sleep through the morning.

I stop production and set under a tree.

Can this poor man’s church set this young man free?

Pick up. Pick up.

I know your home.

Look up. Look up.

Breathe into the phone.

There’s a signal hovering over America.

AM radio beats us all into hysteria.

We’ll send a rocket ship to your Tranquility Base,

Where the sunlight owns the dark side of your face.

Pick up. Pick up.

I know your home.

Wake up. Wake up.

The baby's alone.

COME TO ME

Turn the radio down, darlin, you know the words don't mean a thing. 

No one could possibly believe that the world's going to end like they're singing it is.

Now don’t you despair, don't you cry. You know your words still live and breathe. 

Like the hunter's arrow, you pierce my heart and my brain.

I want to reach you now, my love,

Across the distance that lies between between.

Come to me.

Come to me.

Come to me.

She hears distortion ring from a small electrical device.

Voices come echoing and shimmering, buzz words of suicide advice.

Turn the radio down, darlin, you know the words don't mean a thing. 

No one could possibly believe that the world's going to end like they're singing it is.

I want to reach you now, my love,

Across the distance that lies between between us again.

Come to me.

Come to me.

Come to me.

Come to me.

What two eyes see in oval shapes, neither painter's brush nor lyric pose.

What sweeps across a life's sweet horizon can't dissolve in a breath of history. 

She’s tall twenty-one not having any fun, get up on girl and come to me. 

I keep telling her I keep wanting her to come to me.

I want to reach you now, my love 

Like my heart and my queen.

Come to me.

Come to me.

Come to me.

Come to me.


Come to me.

Come to me.

Come to me.

Come to me.

LOCOMO MEXICO

What took hours and hours and hours washed away with the high tide.

I took flowers and flowers and flowers laid them by your grave side.

There are two of us when someone dies,

One that begs for silence and one that screams and cries.

There’s a train, lord I know goes all the way to Locomo, Mexico.

And I see that it’s time to jump that rail and go south of the line.

If you stop looking at me I am going to stop looking at you.

If you stop talking to me I’m going to stop talking to you.

But if you stop running, I’m gonna keep on running just as fast as I can.

Fast as I can.

Child. Child close your eyes, there’s no surprise.

Child. Child close your eyes there’s no surprise.

There’s a train, lord I know goes all the way to Locomo, Mexico.

And I see that it’s time to jump that rail and go south of the line.

Promises of destiny don’t tell a child they’ll never let go, never let go no.

When I leave in the morning, I won’t wake you and I’ll fly. I’ll fly.

When I leave in the morning, I won’t wake anyone. I’ll fly. I’ll fly. I’ll fly.

There’s a train, lord I know goes all the way to Locomo, Mexico.

And I see that it’s time to jump that rail and go south of the line.

This machine kills fascists.

Locomo, Mexico.

HEAL YOU

You gotta heal.  I know you’ll be alright, don’t walk out into the night. 

Heal.  I know you’ll get better if you don’t go out in this weather.

Things aren’t gonna be like they were before.  Nothin’s gonna be like it was before.

And there ain’t no one going to stop you now, or shoot you down. 

There ain’t no one going to stope you now or shoot you down no.

BABY BOOM BOOM

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Baby, boom boom!


Call me over, invite me in for a drink.

Had me sign a document.

Push my head in the sink.


Boom! Boom! Boom!

Baby, boom boom!

Your pretty words are what you were elected to do.

Can’t be reconciled without putting up a little bit of truth.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Baby, boom boom!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Baby, boom boom!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Baby, boom boom!

Can’t be your friend, or talk about you to others.

They know all about you, they want none of it.

No epic epitaph, you can die with all your money.

Talk about your generation…ain’t even funny.  

Diatribes and hatchet jobs are all you should expect.

Gave away your good name, can’t go no further west. No.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Baby, boom boom!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Baby, boom boom!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

WHEN YOU GET DOWN

A little dance that you do, round in circles with your shoe.

When you get down. When you get down.

When you get down. When you get down.

A little song that you sing. A little bell that you’ll ring.

When you get down. When you get down.

When you get down. When you get down.

And I haven’t seen you get down in years.

And I haven’t seen you get down in years.

And you wait up, you wait up to hang up.

And you wait up, you want me to wait up.

A little dance that you do round, in circles two and two.

When you get down. When you get down.

When you get down. When you get down.


A little song that you sing. A little spring that you spring.

When you get down. When you get down.

When you get down. When you get down.

And I haven’t seen you get down in years.

And I haven’t seen you get down in years.

And you wait up, you wait up to hang up.

And you wait up, you want me to wait up.

A little dance that you do. I don’t think you see you.

A little song that you sing. A little breathe that you bring.


When you get down. When you get down.

When you get down. When you get down.

BEHIND YOUR EYES

Come back, come back he said, she heard go instead. Out the door once more.

Look out, look out it read, in 20 years we'll be dead, and I'm fine lying here in the meantime.

I'm right behind your eyes, those pretty eyes, sleep right behind your eyes,

I'm right behind your eyes, those pretty eyes, I'll sleep for a thousand years, til the coast is clear.

I sail, I sail in a ship o' peace, when you really talk to me of dogs pounding or dogs barking

There's hope, there's hope at last, the storm's already passed, in the forecast of the weatherman

I'm right behind your eyes, those pretty eyes, sleep right behind your eyes.

I'm right behind your eyes, those pretty eyes, I'll sleep for a thousand years, til the coast is clear.

I stare from a window in the heat, watch the traffic on the street, I'm inside but how, I can't recall

We fight but then it fades away, she's walking back today, I was waiting there from the inside.

I'm right behind your eyes, those pretty eyes, sleep right behind your eyes.

I'm right behind your eyes, those pretty eyes, I'll sleep for one thousand years, til the coast is clear.

GOD LOVES A HELL OF A MAN

What a lovely shade of humility, how can you love so much? 

To a passerby, you're a sore to the eye, lost by eye touch. Oh.

Words are words are words til we say the wrong ones.

To the queen of the rags, its all that she has, 

But we laugh cause she said she's having fun.

Oh look they're having fun. 

God loves a hell of a man, 

Yes she does. Yes she does. 

Well there's so much more to humility, you can't even see that much.

You just pass her by, there's nothing in your eye you can touch. 

God Loves a hell of a man. Yeah.

God Loves a hell of a man, 

Yes she does. Yes she does. 

Well let's sit next to each other and hold each other's hand.

You can look in their eyes, you know they never lie.

You can't hold on, can't hold on, to anything anymore. No. 

God Loves a hell of a man, 

Yes she does. Yes she does. 

MUSIC IS LOVE

Music is love.
It’s a drug. It’s God above. Music is Love.
Music is Love.

It’s a drug. It’s God above. Music is Love.

There’s a sunshine, a love light
On a cold sorry night.
There’s a moonbeam through a window Shining on my soul.

Music is love.
It’s a drug. It’s God above. Music is Love.

There’s a lover, a heartbeat,
A smile washing over me. There’s a hand on my shoulder. Feels like everyone I know,

I know.

Music is love.
It’s a drug. It’s God above. Music is Love.

There’s a soldier for love, a killer of love, A storm cloud raining down on me. There’s a star, so blinding,
But I’m the only one that sees it.

Music is Love.
Music is Love.
Music is Love.
Music is Love.
It’s a drug. It’s God above.

HEALED

Well now that you're better, let's walk out together.
Aint gonna be like it was before, I'll unlock the door. Now that you're better, well let's walk out together.
Aint gone be like it was before. Aint gonna be like it was. Now that you're better, let's go out together.

You gotta heal. You gotta heal.
It's gonna be alright. We're gonna go out tonight. And you'll feel better.
You gotta heal.
I know you'll be alright.
You gotta heal.
I know you'll be alright.
You gotta heal.
I know you'll be alright.
And now that you're right, let's go out tonight. Make you feel better, out in this weather.
You gotta heal.