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Civilized
03:42
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They told me I had to become civilized, civilized
They told me I had to become civilized, civilized
They told me I looked pretty
When I put makeup on my face
They gave me expensive clothes
So I wouldn’t look like a disgrace
They polished all my nails and
They told me to do my hair
They plucked out the hairs God gave me
So my skin was soft and bare
They told me I had to become civilized, civilized
They told me I had to become civilized, civilized
They taught me to smother oil
On the produce of the ground
And to form a crust of sugar
On the sweet peaches I found
They gave me all their riches and
They gave me all their chains
They gave me all their heritage
Hoping I would do the same
They told me I had to become civilized, civilized
They told me I had to become civilized, civilized
They gave me all their convenience and
They gave me all their pain
They gave me all their legacy
But I won’t carry on that name
They told me I had to become civilized, civilized
They told me I had to become civilized, civilized
They told me I had to become civilized, civilized
They told me I had to become civilized, civilized
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2. |
High Road
03:33
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I wait and I wait and I wait
Not getting any younger
Maybe wiser I pray
Are you at work while I wait
Or are you waiting on me
To seize the day
Nights and days pass
Like a jet flying by
You admire them briefly
As they pass through the sky
You wonder where they’re going
And you wonder why
They paid all that money
To travel so high
It’s a high road
We are traveling on, dear
There may be no roads
But the way looks clear
Hold my hand and my heart
And I’ll let go of fear
Though it may be a long way
Home from here
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3. |
In Between
03:48
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I’m not where I wanna be
Queen of the In Between
When did this crown find me?
Someone impeach me
Ideal eyes cannot agree
With the evil that is necessary
I don’t have the faith to leave
And I don’t have the grace to remain
I’ve seen this land
And it’s a wasteland
Can you love a land
Before you gaze upon its beauty?
That leaves you wanting
Before it merits your love?
I’m not what you wanna see
When you look at me
I’m not who I wanna be
When I take a deeper look inside of me
Not saying what I wanna speak
Now that they’re finally listening
Expectations of prophecy
Words void of meaning
They tell me to be
Content in the in between
They tell me not to think of myself
More highly than I ought
I guess I won’t think of myself
Think of myself
Think of myself at all
ooo
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4. |
Off Axis
04:16
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You’ve got the world spinning
Off axis again
Bent over backwards
In the palm of your hand
Resist indifference
Try if you can
As you sing for a choir that
Can’t understand
(ooo)
I’m a redwing singing
To the morning air
Be the bluebird by evening
Perched upon despair
Run from the vultures
While you’re still alive
Lest they pick out your pockets
And poke at your pride
(ooo)
Cast from the mold
Cut from a stone
Sown from the same seed
Seams stitched through the bone
(ooo)
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5. |
So Will I
04:19
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Trees in the canyon
Are standing high
Lillies of the valley
Are growing wild, wild
Grass in the meadow
Is green for miles
And me I must say
I’m doing fine, fine
Fruit of the field
Will provide
Health to our bodies
And minds
Birds of the air
Learn how to fly
The river keeps on flowing
And so will I, I
The moon it rises
Earlier here
And the sun stays up
A little later there
The same burning gases
Light up our sky
And they keep on shining
And so will I, I
So will I
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6. |
Twilight Hour
04:16
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Meet me in the twilight hour
Before your work is done
To see the colors fade
Into the cicadas’ song
Meet me in the evening time
Before the night is through
To watch the stars on stage
Dance for the rising of the moon
Meet me in the midnight hour
Before you shut your eyes
And fear the disappointment
Of a being in the skies
Meet me in the dusky hour
While the day is young
To be among the first
To greet the apprehensive sun
Meet me in the morning time
Before the day unfolds
And you wonder where it went
And when you got so old
Meet me in the noontime
When the world has turned half-round
When your mind is spinning
And your feet stuck to the ground
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