1. |
Zia
04:18
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sun sinking low
mesas burning red
firmament in purple
four winds in my head
trailing on forever
the road stretches out ahead
is this the middle of nowhere?
or is it everywhere instead
Hook:
o, love of my life
you will always be
in everlasting light
your soul shines on me
I blame you for nothing
the joy and the pain
I grow tall and straight inside
and today it rains
sun rises up
the mountain awakes
eastward flies a falcon
in its beak is a snake
then there’s a coyote
through the sagebrush he sneaks
I forget the difference
between hours and weeks
Hook:
o, love of my life
you will always be
in everlasting light
your soul shines on me
I blame you for nothing
the joy and the pain
I grow tall and straight inside
and today it rains
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2. |
Westward
04:18
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woke up
rode west
while the world
was still sleeping
all doubts
regrets
are cargo
not worth keeping
bridge:
when all is won
and said and done
and the frontier is behind us
will we resent
will we lament
what we’re becoming
the sun
went down
now the world
is busy sleeping
all fear
regrets
are amplified
by the moonlight
bridge:
when all is won
and said and done
and the frontier is behind us
will we lament
will we resent
what we’ve become…
ambushed
attacked
the arrow
pierced the heart
lie back
relax
and drift
among the stars
hook:
destiny manifest
concrete from shore to shore
there are riches to be made
and we’ll keep making more
cars and planes and trains
to drive us to the brink
fulfill our every desire
so we don’t have to think
what we don’t understand
our instinct is to kill...
and there is no quick fix
there’s no silver bullet
there is no resolve
if there’s no resolution
we’re broken in our souls
we’re broken at our core
we either run away
or conquer and destroy
we can’t address the cause
if we’re busy treating symptoms
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3. |
Clovis
05:50
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is this what it’s about
cowboys and Indians
I’m so filled with doubt
wish I could begin again
there’s a buzz all around
as tires on pavement spin
a hole in the ground
where a cottonwood once had been
[come on, come on, come on…]
standing here all by myself
on the corner of all or nothing else
diesel dust and old perfume
hang heavy as evening fills the room
all the characters I’ve seen before
from the masters of none to the masters of war
where every word is like the last
and every fool keeps on repeating the past
Peggy Sue, are you dreaming
is your head in the clouds
are you feeling empty
would you say it out loud
the plains turn to desert
and your heart turns to stone
turn your ear to Chuck Hardin
and try to rave on
is this what it’s about
cowboys and Indians
I’m so filled with doubt
wish I could begin again
there’s a buzz all around
as tires on pavement spin
a hole in the ground
where a cottonwood once had been
bridge:
still I question my choices
I question my direction
wish I had an answer
instead of all these questions
wish I could get over
instead of going under
I’ve weathered all the lightning
so I can take the thunder
can you look at yourself in the mirror
can you look at your own reflection
can you ever look back, don’t you ever look back, do you wanna look back, could you ever look back…
I’m a car in park with the engine running
you’re an idle hand, waving a gun
I can never look back, no never look back, I can never look back, I'll never look back now…
hook:
I don’t want to be alone tonight
I don’t want to be alone tonight
I don’t want to be alone tonight
God, don't let me be alone tonight
mercury falls
night pulls down its shade
discontentment grows
as reason starts to fade
everyone’s lost and alone
that’s all
that’s all
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4. |
Tourist
05:08
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hook:
I've got a photograph
time suspended for us
do you get the feeling
life is passing you by
stuck in a photograph
nostalgia is dangerous
if you’re not moving
you’re falling behind
reading “The Moviegoer” and sipping tequila with lime
losing at blackjack and keno, drowning my sorrows in wine
night after night in adobe motels with the walls painted turquoise blue
I should go home now, but there’s no home to go home to
we could have a plot of land
our own little patch of sand
a trailer hitch on “66”
that overlooks the Rio Grande
everybody needs comfort
everybody needs a home
everybody needs a body
everybody needs to roam
hook:
I've got a photograph
time suspended for us
do you get the feeling
life is passing you by
stuck in a photograph
nostalgia is dangerous
if you’re not moving
you’re falling…
lights descend over the Sandia
chrome descends on the avenue
all the players choose their fiction
while losers like us lick our wounds
what in the world has this life come to
how in the world did things come to this
there’s no road from here to redemption
for failing to follow your bliss
bridge:
I could have been your star
watching your spotlight from above
and I
I should have listened to myself
and not the doubt
that the doubters called love
but instead
here I am in the middle of the desert
sun beating down upon my head
feeling close to spirits and nature
another year older and closer to dead
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5. |
Warrior
04:40
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well we came back again
searching for a way home
but you can’t retrace your steps
when the path is unknown
there were voices all around
all trying to be heard
it was just like Pentecost
but they couldn’t grasp a word
then they set fire to the sand
and the desert turned to glass
the prophets multiplied
while the tellers held the mass
so we looked out at the world
and we saw it spinning below
to the left of me was sun
and to the right of me was snow
now who is going to stand
and undo our undoing
who is going to face
the storm that is brewing
I don’t know
I don’t know
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6. |
Trinity
04:36
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sun beating down
the sand is everywhere but no ocean to be found
your hand in mine
there’s freedom in together on this hallowed ground
no need for words
the eyes speak a language our mouths never could
tonight may you sleep
blissful and ignorant, believing all is good
hook:
when eye to eye we cannot see
and we forget our humanity
I’ll reach out to you, so you reach out to me
and maybe then I'll meet you in the middle
we’re just molecules and energy
we’re celestial progeny
golden ratio and eternity
someday Love will greet us in the middle
clouds turning green
uncertain is the feeling, deep within the genes
all that’s unseen
there’s no need to fear what’s between the in between
hook:
when eye to eye we cannot see
and we forget our humanity
I’ll reach out to you, so you reach out to me
and maybe then I'll meet you in the middle
we’re just molecules and energy
we’re celestial progeny
golden ratio and eternity
someday Love will greet us in the middle
bridge:
when the night is through
and shadows fade at dawn
dread cannot break through
worry is all gone
it is clear
that we should never fear
fear again
hook:
when eye to eye we cannot see
and we forget our humanity
I’ll reach out to you, so you reach out to me
and maybe then I'll meet you in the middle
we’re just molecules and energy
we’re celestial progeny
golden ratio and eternity
someday Love will greet us in the middle
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7. |
Roadrunner
00:58
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(instrumental)
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8. |
Petroglyph
02:58
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scratching at the surface
to find the curve beneath
a face or bird revealed
jagged wings or teeth
scraping out existence
in unforgiving terrain
the serpents swallow dust
the rocks they swallow pain
crawling for a thousand years
across volcano fields
I’m so tired of crawling
to sword and gun we yield
there in bones and spirit
lost is flesh and will
pigment has no meaning
in the potter’s field
carve my name
deep inside the stone
etch my face
deep into your memory
watch the stars
they’re tumbling, tumbling
the firmament falls
and we’re in everything
everything
everything
everything
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9. |
"Billy"
01:57
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in this hiding place
I am not “The Kid”
now I am no saint
but show me a man who is
now all the papers post
a bounty on my head
though the men I shot
were men already dead
o’ derelict, o’ scoundrel
streets of Greene, I miss you there
o’ father, o’ mother
Saint Jude, please lift a prayer
in this hiding place
I am not “The Kid”
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10. |
Taos
02:16
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the heat comes in like a wrecking ball
the cold stings with its bite
singing the fat lady opera
the darkness confounded by light
caves gaping mouths of stalactite teeth
diesel breath death alight
terra births the creosote
pilgrims spend purchasing sight
the sun swallows sky behind a cloud
bathes the tableau in blood
8000 feet above the earth
face to face with God
save us from what we've become
save us from what we've become
save us from what we've become
save us from what we've become
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11. |
Dawn
04:10
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have I traded eyes for wings
am I a cell in something bigger now
inside and outside I see
it’s time to put down our swords, put down our plows
hook:
everything they built
will turn to dust once more
and every glass ceiling they raised
will crash down to the floor
in the East the sun will rise
and surely the world will turn
lesser men are doomed to repeat
the lessons we don’t learn
I’m so tired
but I’ve gotta stay awake
I’m so tired
of counting the souls they take
hook:
everything they built
will turn to dust once more
and every glass ceiling they raised
will crash down to the floor
in the East the sun will rise
and surely the world will turn
lesser men are doomed to repeat
the lessons we don’t learn
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12. |
Departure
05:34
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I couldn’t love you
any more than I could have
any more than I should have…
I’ve been so selfish
wanting you near me
but it comes to me clearly
that you’re where you should be
hook:
now all I’ve got is a memory
your blue eyes in a photograph
I keep you close in my memory
every note is an epitaph
sun disappearing
and the colors are fading
I picture you waiting
to see your loves again
hook:
now all I’ve got is a memory
your blue eyes in a photograph
I keep you close in my memory
every note is an epitaph
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Men of Science, Men of Faith is a project of Charlotte, NC-based artist Mike Jones. His new album, "New York," is anticipated for 2021 release.
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