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      "Oh My God, Charlie Darwin"



      1. "Charlie Darwin"


      Set the sails I feel the winds a'stirring
      Toward the bright horizon set the way
      Cast your wreckless dreaming on our Mayflower
      Haven from the world and her decay


      And who could heed the words of Charlie Darwin
      Fighting for a system built to fail
      Spooning water from their broken vessels
      As far as I can see there is no land


      Oh my god, the waters cold and shapeless
      Oh my god, it's all around


      And who could heed the words of Charlie Darwin
      The lords of war just profit from decay
      And trade their children's promise for the jingle
      The way we trade our hard earned time for pay


      Oh my god, the waters cold and shapeless
      Oh my god, it's all around
      Oh my god, the world is cold and formless
      Oh my god, where are we now




      2. "To Ohio"


      I left Louisiana on the rail line, oo oo
      I left Louisiana on the rail line, oo oo
      I was trying to get to Ohio
      Trying to get to Ohio


      Lost my love before her time, oo oo
      Lost my love before her time, oo oo
      On the way to Ohio On the way to Ohio


      Now every new love is just a shadow, oo oo
      Every new love is just a shadow, oo oo


      ‘Cause once you've known love you don't know how to find love, oo oo
      Yeah once you've found love you don't know how to find new love
      All the way to Ohio All the way to Ohio


      Heard her voice come through the pines in Ohio
      I heard her voice singing in the pines in Ohio


      She sang bless your soul you crossed that line to Ohio
      Bless your soul you crossed that line oo oo
      All the way to Ohio
      All the way to Ohio




      3. "The Horizon Is a Beltway"


      The horizon is a beltway that we may never cross
      The tops of buildings tremble like children lorn and lost
      The stain runs deep it's deeper than the blood upon the cross.
      The horizon is a beltway that we may never cross.


      You'll hear that distant love song when the wind blows right
      Hear the whistle blowing put a tear drop in your eye
      You hear the distant love song but widows know the lie
      The horizon is a beltway, the skyline is on fire.


      The skyline is on fire, the skyline is on fire
      The horizon is a beltway and the skyline is on fire


      You come up from the lowlands to the city on the air
      Where pilrims and commissioners currate Christian fare
      From Havisu to Brownsville feel the long unbroken stare
      I wonder what it smells like in that city on the air


      You'll hear that distant love song when the wind blows right
      Hear the whistle blowing put a tear drop in your eye
      One and the same lovesong that made my Grandad cry
      The horizon is a beltway, the skyline is on fire.


      The skyline is on fire, the skyline is on fire
      You'll hear the distant love song, when the skyline is on fire
      The skyline is on fire, the skyline is on fire
      The horizon is a beltway and the skyline is on fire


      This old house stood empty now for fifteen years or more
      Willows falls half way to meet the weeds around the door
      Time throws up her curtain and we know not who we are
      The horizon is a beltway, the skyline is on fire


      You'll hear that distant love song when the wind blows right
      Hear the whistle blowing put a tear drop in your eye
      Jagged as the jaw bone once the flesh expires
      The horizon is a beltway the skyline is on fire




      4. "Home I'll Never Be"
      by Jack Kerouac and Tom Waits

       



      5. "Ticket Taker"


      Tonight's the night when the waters rise
      You're groping in the dark
      The ticket takers count the men who can afford the arc
      The ticket takers will not board
      For the ticket takers are tied
      For five and change an hour
      They will count the passers by


      They say the sky's the limit
      But the sky's about to fall
      Down come all them record books cradle and all
      They say before he bit it
      That the boxer felt no pain
      But somewhere there's a gamblin' man
      With a ticket in the rain


      Mary Anne, I know I'm a long shot
      But Mary Anne, what else have you got
      I am a ticket taker, many tickets have I torn
      And I will be your arc, we will float above the storm


      Many years have passed in this river town
      I've sailed through many traps
      I keep a stock of weapons should society collapse
      I keep a stock of amo
      One of oil and one of gold
      I keep a place for Mary Anne
      Soon she will come home


      CHORUS
      CHORUS

       




      6. "To the Ghosts that Write History Books"


      To them ghosts that write history books
      To them ghosts that write songs
      Everyone asks would you write one about me


      To them ghosts in the train yard
      All them ghosts in my drink
      Your money's no good here just write one about me


      And when you go, where the winds are strong
      When you go where flowers bend
      Please take along all the best of my luck and come back unchanged
      Your demons all tamed
      Your flowers uncut


      And when you go where the winds are strong
      Where soldiers carve their stones
      Please take along all the best of my luck and come back unchanged
      Your demons all tamed
      Your flowers uncut


      To them ghosts that write history books
      To them ghosts that write songs
      Everyone asks would you write one about me


      To them ghosts in the train yard
      All them ghosts in my drink
      Your money's no good here just write one about me

       




      7. "Don't Tremble"


      If yor pilot light should die
      Do not quake and do not bark
      You will find the spark


      If your tree should bare no fruit
      Do not turn and do not spill
      You are beautiful


      If your clarinet should break
      Do not cry a million lakes
      Do not cry a million lakes


      When the winds surround your house
      Do not twist and do not shout
      Wait it out


      If your hand should lose it's grip
      Do not tremble do not sweat
      For where then would you get


      You have got the looks my dear
      To make a mountain shake
      Imagine me


      You have got the voice my love
      To melt a lake of ice
      Imagine me


      If your heart is unemployed
      Do not rush but do not stall
      For I am waiting

       



      8. Music Box
      Instrumental


       


      9. "Champion Angel"


      Throw up your voice but not you mind
      While them agents of change go monopolize
      There colors and there faces are just shades of the same
      All lost in the game


      And we don't need no personal saviors here
      Just a warm hearth and water. It's purely biological
      No posturing manequin man or woman
      Shall receive my hand


      Among all you angels is a champion angel
      Among all you devils there's a free soul
      Up from the disenfranchised the engine cries
      Up from the circle there's a hole


      The child insubordinate disrupts the pecking order
      So go marry yound while you can
      ‘Cause the weave of the rug and the cut of the throne
      Testify before the ocean's open hand


      I promise you this promise we are not alone
      But why is it I alone that promise this
      Deny the forces that would hurry men
      If you still can


      CHORUS


      We come now to a fracture in the road
      Here time has taken her toll
      The endless freezing and the thawing of the heart
      Would eventually divide us apart


      What's that you found in the pocket of your coat
      Looks like a small sentiment that she wrote
      Don't be my personal savior I would not be saved
      I chose to walk alone


      CHORUS




      10. "Cage the Songbird"


      God cage the songbird
      Before the feathers run brown
      God bar the windows
      That we may though hollow be sound


      And this island be shackled to her waters
      Here I will promise not to change
      Here I will stand at last for something
      With no desire to pretend


      Can it be, can it be, have we evolved
      Did we grow, did we weather, did we wane
      We are here so surely we've arrived here
      Be it peak, valley, or plain


      God cage the songbird
      Before the feathers run brown
      God bar the windows
      That we may though hollow be sound


      And the street lamp be teathered to her station
      The poor man be teathered to the flesh
      The wiseman be teathered to his wisdom
      We drift through her light through the mess


      Was your hunge the awareness of salvation
      Was your fear the awareness of your past
      Are you tortured by the changing of the seasons
      You obsess to watch the sand that slips the glass


      God cage the songbird
      Before the feathers run brown
      God bar the windows
      That we may though hollow be sound




      11. "OMGCD"


      When I go, when I go
      Sure don't know, where I'm going
      I look up high, I look down low
      Sure don't know where I'm going when I go


      Do you job and I'll do mine
      I'll do my best to hold the line
      Do my best like Charlie said
      You don't eat here, you're not to sleep, you hold the line


      Oh my God, Oh my God, Charlie Darwin where are you now
      I set these tiresome codes down where you lay
      Oh my God, Oh my God, it ain't nothing but the cold hard ground
      My better half will stay but I must go

       



      12. "To Ohio" (reprise)