"...on the move or in danger (stop)  This will have been my life (stop)"

Hope and Change

 

do, re, mi, fa, sol, la, ti, do

 

We know

We know

We know you don't know

 

Walking the glade

Of trees that'll pay

All of the debt

Of our dreaming

 

Dawn of the day

Took cafard away

Pinch me and say

We're not bleeding

 

Holy and sane

Lifting the pain

Halo's in place

Without meaning

 

We know

We know

We know you don't know

 

On the range

With Hope and Change

Know their animals

Live longer caged

Longer encaged

 

All the prayin'

With Hope and Change

The mantis came

And brought the rain

 

Wash me in rain

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I'll Get By

 

 

Some had their hands held

Out once for a giveaway

Just one big give way

Meat packed in line

 

After I pushed past saw

They were in disarray

One yelled and ran away

“Yeah, I got mine!”

 

I'll get by

I'll get by

Let me by

 

Some were told to wait

Until the turnaround

Just one big turnaround

It's getting late

 

But what I saw were feet

Nailed to the ground

That's just a walkaround

And I can't wait

 

I'll get by

I'll get by

Please let me by

 

Some left with drinks in hand

When they first saw the spark

Flames moving in the dark

Passage to tend

 

Then the last were crushed

Under the weight of flesh

Just not quite past the test

To bet the end

 

But I'll get by

Please let me by

Let me by

 

 

 

 

 

Spy vs. Spy

 

I can't get away from my cold war

An eternal recombinant dream

Decades apace

Keep changing the shapes

but appearances are all that they seem

 

Battles that no one keeps winning

photos between black and white

I see the shades

That move out of hades

But I still know my left from my right

 

Here is my frame of mind

Angleton was a friend of mine

And we're all coming back to find

'45 Berlin

 

Now with Armageddon nigh

It's spy ever versus spy

Tanks are massing at the line

Before they rush in

 

I don't want to stray from my cold war

Silhouettes ducking the ridge

Light of the day

Is kept down with the shades

Eternal watch is on the Chain Bridge

 

I'm reading the maps of old Europe

Taking compass and counting the clicks

I still cut wires

And got snipers in spires

targets and numbers are fixed

 

 

I can't get away from my cold war

An eternal recombinant dream

Decades apace

Keep changing the shapes

But appearances are all that they seem

 

Battles I quietly keep winning

Photos between black and white

I see the shades

That move out of hades

But I still know my left from my right