remember that night in the garden with the world spinning under our toes how you kept me beggin your pardon and I kept you from making a show and everyone knows that the world took your clothes and left you to freeze in the sun But I swear its alright if you leave me tonight to go out on your own with someone Hallelu, oh hallelu and the wise men have said we'd be better off dead, keep my name on your lips, Hallelu last night I prayed for forgetting tonight I'm just praying her name Last night I watched the sun setting tonight I'm just watching it rain and it isn't the same but it's dulling the pain just watching the water come down And I still haven't cried or wished that I'd died I just wish that you were around Hallelu, oh Hallelu and the wise men all know what will come must then go, and so spins the earth, Hallelu With the stars to be my guide I ain't far from being alright and the dawn as it opens my eyes lingers on as it crumbles and cries It's nothing like painting a picture it's nothing like burning a map it's not that I felt I could fix her she didn't need nothing like that there was nothing she lacked that she couldn't take back it was only a matter of time but the way that she smiled it'll take me a while to evict it from my simple mind Hallelu, oh hallelu and the wise men have said we'd be better off dead, keep my name on your lips, Hallelu Hallelu, oh Hallelu and the wise men all know what will come must then go, and so spins the earth, Hallelu

I am an archetect for days I haven't lived I'm waiting for the meeting of the circle at both ends but someday when I call you, maybe you'll pick up someday honey, someday mama, things are looking up if forgiving was a bloodsport, you know I'd be the champ but I'm getting tired of playing, now I'm moving on again so I'm wiping clean your slate now, 'cause you've been through enough now someday honey, someday mama, things are looking up I ain't a prophet but I tend to think ahead but I don't know a quarter of what I've seen you forget and I still don't understand it, all these moving parts to love but someday honey, someday mama, things are looking up

from the mouth of the river in the song of the birds that high lonesome crying without any words I have not the letters to write what I hear but I’ll try to remember, whisper in your ear when the harvest moon hung so heavy and low we wandered for hours to where I don’t know the sheep all lay down there in the fields for the night I remember you darlin’, in the harvest moon light when walking the cobble- stone streets of the night pretending that morning won’t come with the light out walking through gardens and fountains of youth if someone’s beside me I’m glad that it’s you

if you said nothing, baby, I'd know what you mean those burning eyes replay the sorry things you've seen and this ain't Hell, no it's somewhere in between but don't let Heaven get you down the world is turning, feels like faster every day and you can't close your eyes & make it go away but every morning the sunrise is to say "don't let Heaven get you down" I'll take the mountains, honey, you can have the moon keep it in your cupboard for a rainy afternoon and time flies faster when eternity means soon so don't let Heaven get you down in another lifetime, maybe then we'll understand Angels & Devils & their walking hand in hand 'cause there've been questions ever since this all began so don't let Heaven get you down

I thought I heard your whisper in the mutter of the leaves when morning breaks it doesn't take a fool to still believe but oh, this is not my hand to hold honey, you'll be the death of me I know I couldn't see the sunlight I was blinded by your face and Eden, babe, beneath your feet don't seem too out of place but oh, I've said it must be so honey, you'll be the death of me I know well time is not for lovers, babe it only clips their wings and dawn is just a dirge that all the brokenhearted sing but oh, won't you tell me when you go? honey, you'll be the death of me I know don't worry about tomorrow babe just worry about today what makes a ring worth anything is nothing gold can stay but oh, won't you let your flowers grow honey, you'll be the death of me I know

the hand that signs the paper can in simple lines of ink put millions from their homes to die send every ship to sink can raise a thousand battle flags can burn a thousand more can hold a nation in its palm and send it off to war it plays us like a game of chess all laid out on a board the gilded hand plays on and on yet never growing bored the kings and queens stay safe, it seems, behind the lines of pawns the bishops stand in castles, and the fighting rattles on it's easy, yes, to wave a hand sat safe behind a desk to put a rifle in my arms to do what God detests to pull the earth from 'neath our feet leave no place left to stand to crush this planet down to dust within that awful hand but someday soon, I must believe, that hand will lose its grip the rings that weigh its fingers down with soon begin to slip the flames will catch, the dam shall burst, the waters will flow free the sun shall set and rise again a brighter light to see

I was born by the river and I dare say when I die I'll be wanting for the water that never will run dry so lay me in the muddy earth that lies along the shore of the river that is running running on forever more.