Say it with Song Lyrics

You've fallen barefoot past the treeline
Peeping boned-eyed, birches sway
And a thousand whitefish floating belly up
In the spirit that I crave
And we threw ourselves right into it
Where lay the bodies had been claimed
We dove a third, a fourth, a fifth
Banned to the spirit that I crave

 

Dreams unwind.
Love’s a state of mind.

 

As I walk through the woods on this cold winters eve
I hear voices far away it's so hard to believe
That I'm hearing all of this with my very own ears
I am standing all alone, not another soul is near

I thought I heard young man ask father what to we do
With these brand new uniforms of grey that they've given to me and you
He said, boy that color represents our great Fatherland
So wear it with honor, one day you'll understand

I thought I heard young wife say husband I love you
I will be standing here waiting for you when the war is through
I heard the solider reply my dear I promise I'll be fine
I won't be gone long it's just a matter of time

Northern winds blow on through our great Fatherland
Here today and yesteryear reunited once again
Hear the cry of the Wehrmacht lost many years ago
Cannons thunder and a lonesome commanders whsitle blow
Share your pride inside with your fellow rebels souls
Hear the stories from beyond the grave so many left untold
Keep our Fatherland alive in your heart and in your minds
Northern winds blow once again and will until the end of time

 

I was in an almost mercenary military outfit in the 60's and early 70's. Our slogan, and what I used as a title to one of my books, was 'War is our business, and right now business is good'.

Woodstock happened without our knowledge but one of the songs, (Country Joe and the Fish- Viet Nam song), became one of our favorites in '69.

Well, come on all of you, big strong men,
Uncle Sam needs your help again.
He's got himself in a terrible jam
Way down yonder in Vietnam
So put down your books and pick up a gun,
We're gonna have a whole lotta fun.

And it's one, two, three,
What are we fighting for ?
Don't ask me, I don't give a damn,
Next stop is Vietnam;
And it's five, six, seven,
Open up the pearly gates,
Well there ain't no time to wonder why,
Whoopee! we're all gonna die.

Come on Wall Street, don't be slow,
Why man, this is war au-go-go
There's plenty good money to be made
By supplying the Army with the tools of its trade,
But just hope and pray that if they drop the bomb,
They drop it on the Viet Cong.

And it's one, two, three,
What are we fighting for ?
Don't ask me, I don't give a damn,
Next stop is Vietnam.
And it's five, six, seven,
Open up the pearly gates,
Well there ain't no time to wonder why
Whoopee! we're all gonna die.

Well, come on generals, let's move fast;
Your big chance has come at last.
Now you can go out and get those reds
'Cause the only good commie is the one that's dead
And you know that peace can only be won
When we've blown 'em all to kingdom come.

And it's one, two, three,
What are we fighting for ?
Don't ask me, I don't give a damn,
Next stop is Vietnam;
And it's five, six, seven,
Open up the pearly gates,
Well there ain't no time to wonder why
Whoopee! we're all gonna die.

Come on mothers throughout the land,
Pack your boys off to Vietnam.
Come on fathers, and don't hesitate
To send your sons off before it's too late.
And you can be the first ones in your block
To have your boy come home in a box.

And it's one, two, three
What are we fighting for ?
Don't ask me, I don't give a damn,
Next stop is Vietnam.
And it's five, six, seven,
Open up the pearly gates,
Well there ain't no time to wonder why,
Whoopee! we're all gonna die.

 

Sittin' here all alone,
A disconnected phone.
Tired of the downhill climb,
I'm hungry for the end of time.
Forgive me if I lose my way tonight . . .

 

“I noticed at the ceremony your corrupt ways have finally made you blind/ I can’t remember your face anymore, your mouth’s changed, your eyes don’t look into mine/ The priest wore black on the seventh day and sat stone-faced while the building burned/ I waited for you on the running boards, near the cypress trees, while the springtime turned/ Slowly into autumn”

 

When snow so deep
The bears all sleep to keep themselves alive
They do what they must for now
And trust in their plan
If I trust in mine, somehow I might find who I am

But where do I go from here?
So many voices ringing in my ear
Which is the voice that I was meant to hear?
How will I know?
Where do I go from here?

My world has changed and so have I
I've learned to choose
And even learned to say goodbye
The path ahead's so hard to see
It winds and bends but where it ends
Depends on only me

In my heart I don't feel part of so much I've known
Now it seems it's time to start,
A new life on my own

 

Well it's alright, even if you're old and grey
Well it's alright, you still got something to say
Well it's alright, remember to live and let live
Well it's alright, the best you can do is forgive

 

Do I know where hell is, hell is in hello
Heaven is goodbye forever, its time for me to go

 

I don't wanna waaaste my time
Become another casualty of society
I'll never faaaall in line
Become another victim of your conformity

 

Ask my baby what she wants to be
She'll say a monkey swinging in a tree
Ask my baby what she's thinking of
She'll say there's nothing greater than love

 

I am not your rolling wheels, I am the highway

 

Oh, the year was 1778, HOW I WISH I WAS IN SHERBROOKE NOW!
A letter of marque come from the king,
To the scummiest vessel I'd ever seen,

God damn them all!
I was told we'd cruise the seas for American gold
We'd fire no guns-shed no tears
Now I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier
The last of Barrett's Privateers.

Oh, Elcid Barrett cried the town, HOW I WISH I WAS . . .
For twenty brave men all fishermen who
would make for him the Antelope's crew
(chorus)

The Antelope sloop was a sickening sight,
She'd a list to the port and and her sails in rags
And the cook in scuppers with the staggers and the jags
(chorus)

On the King's birthday we put to sea,
We were 91 days to Montego Bay
Pumping like madmen all the way
(chorus)

On the 96th day we sailed again,
When a bloody great Yankee hove in sight
With our cracked four pounders we made to fight
(chorus)

The Yankee lay low down with gold,
She was broad and fat and loose in the stays
But to catch her took the Antelope two whole days
(chorus)

Then at length we stood two cables away,
Our cracked four pounders made an awful din
But with one fat ball the Yank stove us in
(chorus)

The Antelope shook and pitched on her side,
Barrett was smashed like a bowl of eggs
And the Maintruck carried off both me legs
(chorus)

So here I lay in my 23rd year,
It's been 6 years since we sailed away
And I just made Halifax yesterday

(chorus)​

 

If you are the dealer, let me out of the game
If you are the healer, I'm broken and lame
If thine is the glory, mine must be the shame

You want it darker

Hineni, hineni
I'm ready, my lord

 

From the crooked politicos to the mercenary lovers
The socialites and psychopaths are dancing with each other

 

You know sometimes obstacles in life can really knock you down. yeah. And life can really make you feel like nobody give a damn.
And i know its hard and its cold and unfair. But if you keep one thing on your mind, and that thing is whatever you do.
You can make it...and just trust in yourself and hold on to your dreams. Because your dreams are the future of this world.
Let it show you. Let it show you the ways.

 

I'm drinken some George Jones
And a little bit of coke
And I'm here getting wasted
Just like my country hero's