The sea beneath the cliff Is the blue in my mother's eyes That came from the blue in her mother's eyes Thrown on down the line By our family who worked
There are things that I've seen in my head While I'm sleeping in bed Do not wither in the morning light I'm taken back O I'm taken back To the dry grass
How do you How do you do How do you How do you do it Music make her stop pressing those strings firmly to my down Ground water is drying up to fill
That sidewalk is a river that I fished dry Oh that sidewalk is a river that I fished dry And now it's my heavy hand filling the brim And it hauled me
All the back roads, all the highways Distance countries that I've passed through Every Path has lead me back to you Every Path has lead me back to you
When the day, when the day falls to the light At the end, oh the end of my time I call to the dark take the bones off my back And I chant to the black
Sun is dancin', my darlin' Arms been holding me all mornin' Sea is so far from home, my darlin' But if we'd only feet It is here that we'd roam O if
Street-wise pigeon we see you Camp on the sidewalk if we don't Hear you anymore Where did you loose your voice And how did you loose the trees
of those I'd sit it on my knee and count to 1, 2, 3 And if I had one of those other things You know I'd put it in my mouth And if I had some of those other
Can you blame the sky when a mama leaves her babies behind Can you blame the sky when a mama leaves her babies behind Can you blame the sea, O can you
The tops of crags and cliffs, the air is thin So we'll find a mountain path on down the hill Meet me where the snow mount flows It is there, my dear,
Gold around those fingers shown Bound for to carry home Fond of the flattest field But you know there are bones buried deep down below Tatted Lace frail
That pole isn't growing in my black solid sky Solid sky And pirate ships pulled these shoulders back But in morning slumber I gripped the slender palm
This crazy, crazy is caught in the forest And your parcel's in the sand A cuckoo wind's blowin' Those sparrows are crowin' And dancin' birds slow in
While some folks row way up to heaven I'm gonna sing the pirate's gospel I'm gonna sow these feet for dancin' I'm gonna keep my eyes wide open Yo ho
She was always walking, Singing to her footsteps Dirt ditched paths and pine cones Digging up glass bottles Rusty springs from feather beds Old
My tired feet My tired, tried feet My tired feet Oh my tired feet My tired feet brought me to that red boat So still and foreign waters And although
Have you been wearing holes in your boots out there Have you been kicking bones in the desert sand There's a wolf inside the cave and another in the
