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In The Morning
02:03
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Brother, o brother
What have I become?
In the morning I'll be with you and if not then in the morning I'll be gone
Sister, o sister
Where have we been?
In the morning I'll be with you
And if not then in the morning I'll be dead
Once my promises were bent
I never knew quite what they meant
But ever since they turned true
Now they belong to you, they belong to you!
Papa, o papa
What have I become?
In the morning I'll be with you
And if not then in the morning I'll be gone
Mama, o mama
Where have we been?
In the morning I'll be with you
And if not then in the morning I'll be dead
And my words will turn to bones
And build houses out of stones
To start a family all their own
Out of everything I've grown
And I'll never leave you alone!
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Paper Hats
02:31
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These roads are made for walking
Though the blistered feet are talking
Round the barrel, grab a seat
Oh, the stories that we'll meet
So the man begins his tale
Our expressions growing pale
And the crickets with their song
Begging us to join along
When the miles begin their walking
And the trees begin their talking
Swing on round the merry-go-round
Married girls in snowy sound
Birds are singing "Hallelujah!"
But those tunes are bound to fool ya'
Everything as it should be; Oh, Infinite Mystery!
More than fiction meets the eye
For it tells a seeing story
Who really wants the glory?
We will burn them in a fury!
Paper guns and paper hats
When they burn, they all burn black
And we remember all we are:
Broken boxes, burned and charred
When the miles begin their walking
And the trees begin their talking
Swing on round the merry-go-round
Married girls in snowy sound
Birds are singing "Hallelujah!"
But those tunes are bound to fool ya'
Everything as it should be; Oh, Infinite Mystery!
When the miles begin their walking
And the trees begin their talking
Swing on round the merry-go-round
Married girls in snowy sound
Birds are singing "Hallelujah!"
But those tunes are bound to fool ya'
Everything as it should be; Oh, Infinite Mystery!
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Sleeper
04:36
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I looked for You in the thunderclap
Looked for You in the thunderclap
I looked for You in the thunderclap
But You were hiding
Rise, O sleeper, and see the dawn
And the time that we've killed
That lay dead on the ground
Oh!
I looked for You in the blowing wind
Looked for You when I looked within
I looked for You in the blowing wind
But You were hiding
Rise, O sleeper, and see the dawn
And the darkness in our skin
Is now fading with the sun
Oh!
Open wide your eyes and see
Open wide your eyes and see
Open wide your eyes and see
The dust settling
Open wide your eyes and see
Open wide your eyes and see
Open wide your eyes and see
The Light that's coming
Rise, O sleeper, and see the dawn
And the time that we've killed
That lay dead on the ground
Rise, O sleeper, and see the dawn
And the darkness in our skin
Is now fading with the sun
Oh!
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