For a sound of complete silence that’s coming back to me…
I wanna build me a house, on higher ground
I wanna find me a world, where love’s the only sound
High above this road, filled with shadow and doubt
I want to shoulder my load, and figure it all out
With LeahI walk this road, with a hammer and a fiery lantern
With this hand I’ve built, and with this I’ve burned
I wanna live in the same house, beneath the same roof
Sleep in the same bed, search for the same proof
As LeahI got somethin’ in my heart, I been waitin’ to give
I got a life I wanna start, one I been waitin’ to live
No more waitin’, tonight I feel the light I say the prayer
I open the door, I climb the stairs…Writer(s): Bruce Springsteen
Album: Devils & Dust
Released: 2005
All that I possess is my existence, vagrant more or less
The children on the pave mither bad, but help me through my day
This borrowed cigarette, for which my heart will leap and it will laugh
A debt to you my friend I owe but I’m afraid I can’t repayBecause I’m Joe, the street lamp is my home
From place to place I like to roam
The cold wind blows right through my bones
The cold wind blows right through my bonesMy barrow I gave away, ’cause the muscle which pulled grew weaker every day
This soldier crossed the sea, but now the maker wages war on me
This heart is still so proud of all the things the soldier once achieved
But when you’re vagrant, man, no one wants to know about those thingsBecause I’m Joe, the street lamp is my home
From place to place I like to roam
The cold wind blows right through my bones
The cold wind blows right through my bonesBecause I’m Joe, the street lamp is my home
From place to place I like to roam
The cold wind blows right through my bones
The cold wind blows right through my bonesWriter(s): Clint Boon / Martyn Walsh / Craig Gill / Thomas Hingley / Graham Lambert
Album: Dung 4
Released: 1989
Wasted and wounded, it ain’t what the moon did
I got what I paid for now
See ya tomorrow, hey Frank can I borrow
A couple of bucks from you
To go waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda, you’ll go waltzing Matilda with meI’m an innocent victim of a blinded alley
And I’m tired of all these soldiers here
No one speaks English, and everything’s broken
And my Stacys are soaking wet
To go waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda, you’ll go waltzing Matilda with meNow the dogs are barking
And the taxicabs parking
A lot they can do for me
I begged you to stab me
You tore my shirt open
And I’m down on my knees tonight
Old Bushmills I staggered
You buried the dagger in
Your silhouette window light
To go waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda, you’ll go waltzing Matilda with meNow I’ve lost my St. Christopher
Now that I’ve kissed her and the
And the one-armed bandit knows
And the maverick Chinaman, and the cold-blooded signs
And the girls down by the strip tease shows go
Waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda, you’ll go waltzing Matilda with meNo, I don’t want your sympathy
The fugitives say that the streets aren’t for dreaming now
Manslaughter dragnets and the ghosts that sell memories
They want a piece of the action anyhow
Go waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda, you’ll go waltzing Matilda with meAnd you can ask any sailor
And the keys from the jailer
And the old men in wheelchairs know
That Matilda’s the defendant, she killed about a hundred
And she follows wherever you may go
Waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda, you’ll go waltzing Matilda with meAnd it’s a battered old suitcase
To a hotel someplace
And a wound that will never heal
No prima donna, the perfume is on
An old shirt that is stained with blood and whiskey
And goodnight to the street sweepers
The night watchman flame keepers
And goodnight Matilda, tooWriter(s): Tom Waits
Album: Small Change
Released: 1976
We did not fade from the noise meditation
We stopped abruptly while spinning down
This is not to depict hesitation
A silent gesture-for princess pleasure
Oh see what heaven sent -oh stright from
Heavens gate
Oh see what heaven meant-when it embraces
HateElastic dreemz of vicious aktions
Plastik stomachs wrapped in steel
Hair falls in a dead breeze curtain
Trash can canterbury-hollywood boulevard
O u can count on it-richard hell tacked to the
Wall
Remember the plunger pit-in love with nothing
At allOur beards are circuits to amplifier
All our bells have an elite ring
Rapacious gardens of female distinktion
Can you smell trouble-libraries of rubble
I don’t wanna know-who gets the highest score
Thats when my poodle pukes-on the gallery
FloorWe did not fade from the noise meditation
We stopped abruptly while spinning down
Hair falls in a dead breeze curtain
A silent gesture-for princess pleasure
Here comes mary rat-trudi tacked to the wall
Take me back to disgraceland-in love with
Nothing at allWriter(s): Kim A Gordon / Lee M Ranaldo / Steven Shelley / Thurston Joseph Moore
Album: The Eternal
Released: 2009
Pioneer of aerodynamics
(Little Eiffel, Little Eiffel)
They thought he was real smart Alec
(Little Eiffel, Little Eiffel)
He thought big they called it a phallic
(Little Eiffel, Little Eiffel)
They didn’t know he was panoramicLittle Eiffel stands in the archway
(Little Eiffel, Little Eiffel)
Keeping low doesn’t make no senseSometimes people can be oh so dense
They didn’t want it but he built it anyway
(Little Eiffel, Little Eiffel)Little Eiffel stands in the archway
(Little Eiffel, Little Eiffel)
Keeping low don’t make sense
Keeping low doesn’t make no-sense
(Little Eiffel, Little Eiffel)
Little Eiffel stands in the archwayOh Alexander I see you beneath
The archway of aerodynamics
…Writer(s): Charles Thompson
Album: Trompe le Monde
Released: 1991
Benjamin
Science whiz
My computer bat friend
Tell me where
Tell me when
I’ll meet you ninja BenAt the back of the record store
With tapes you secured
Prove the extent of their viciousness
As they purge our scientists
My computer bat hunts for factsCampaigns
Funded by
The fossil fuel industry
How many of us
Will they own
To give them global masterySucking hydrocarbon from the ground
Those pimps in Washington
Are selling the rape of America
As they attack JulianaNow there is no avoiding
Necessity resurrecting herself
And her daughters
Who will never be bought
Not by the gods
Not by the men on the hill
Thread of life
Measured quick
Spin then
SnipBenjamin
Science whiz
My computer bat friend
Tell me where
Tell me when
I’ll meet you ninja Ben
Tell me where
Tell me when
I’m in your army BenWriter(s): Tori Ellen Amos
Album: Native Invader
Released: 2017
The lonely won’t hold me for good
Peaceful is gleaming she stood
To see her, to be her, to change
As if like a kiss we’re the same
So hold me up, hold me up
If only I could be youEliza
Eliza
Eliza
ElizaMy sister, my pistol below
If you could know all that I know
I’m falling, no warning, no way
Tomorrow, tomorrow’s too late
So hold me up, hold me up
I know that I could be youEliza
Eliza
Eliza
ElizaSo priceless and godless I wait
To leave this soul behind
Untangle the jangle of bells
They ring my fear through the nightWriter(s): Anna Margaret Michelle Calvi
Album: Eliza
Released: 2013
When your sparkle evades your soul
I’ll be at your side to console
When your standing on the window ledge
I’ll talk you back from the edge
I will turn your tide
Be your Shepard and your guide
When your lost in the deep and darkest place around
May my words walk you home safe and soundWhen you say that I’m no good and you feel like walking
I need to make sure you know that’s just the Prescription talking
When your feet decide to walk you on the wayward side
Up upon the stairs and down the downward slide
I will, I will turn your tide
Do all that I can to heal you inside
I’ll be the angel on your shoulder
My name is Geraldine, I’m your social workerI see you need me
I know you doWriter(s): James Allan
Album: Geraldine
Released: 2008
There’s a darkness in my body
And I think I might be ready
Maggie, I’ve been searching for our sonThere’s a big hole in my thinking
Lately I’ve been seeing things
Maggie, I’m still searching for our sonIf you’re down and out
If you still have any doubts
If you doubt that there’s a savior yet to comeStop what you’re doing
Close your eyes and keep on breathing
And still you turn your face up to the sunIt was warm in Arizona
It was cold in Colorado
Maggie, I’ve been searching for our sonThere were crosses on the altar
There was gold in El Dorado
Maggie, I got blisters on my thumbsIf you’re all strung out
If you still have any doubts
If you doubt that there’s a rapture yet to comeHey, pick up the paper
See the stories and the pictures
A kid went to the movies with a gunThere’s a house out in the desert
And I lived there with some people
Maggie, that guy said he was our saviorOnce he took our women
And turned us into his soldiers
He had a patch of radical behaviorAnd the ATF were belligerent
There were handcuffed girls with barely any clothes
There was power in their numbers
And there was silver in their holsters
In the trucks as they rolled slowly up the road
There’s a darkness in my body
And I think I might be readyIf you’re still down South
If you still have any doubts
If you doubt that there’s a heaven yet to comeThere’s a darkness in my body
And I think I might be ready
Maggie, I’m still searching for our son
Maggie, I’m still searching for our sonWriter(s): Craig A. Finn
Album: Maggie I’ve Been Searching For Our Son
Released: 2015
Daniel, when I first saw you
I knew that you had a flame in your heart
And under wild blue skies
Marble movie skies
I found a home in your eyes
We’ll never be apartAnd when the fires came
The smell of cinders and rain
Perfumed almost everything
We laughed and laughed and laughedAnd in the golden blue
Crying took me to
The darkest place you knew
And set fire to my heartWhen I run in the dark, Daniel
To a place that’s vast, Daniel
Under a sheet of rain in my heart, Daniel
I dream of homeBut in a goodbye bed
With my arms around your neck
Into our mouths the tears crept
Just kids in the eye of the stormAnd as my house spun round
My dreams pulled me from the ground
Forever to search for the flame
For home again
For home againWhen I run in the dark, Daniel
Into a place that’s vast, Daniel
Under a sheet of rain in my heart, Daniel
I dream of homeWhen I run in the dark, Daniel
Into a place that’s vast, Daniel
Under a sheet of rain in my heart, Daniel
I dream of homeWriter(s): Natasha Khan
Album: Daniel
Released: 2009
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