Home
*
News
*
Tour
*
Biography
*
Discography and Lyrics
*
Photos and Videos
Setlists
*
Calendar
*
Correspondence
*
E-Mail List
*
Activism
*
Side Projects
Buy Merchandise
*
BBS
*
Contact Info
*
Links
My friends they wash the windows and they shine in the sun They tell me wake up early in the morning sometime See what a beautiful job we done I say let's put on some tunes sing along dolittle all day Go down to the riverside take off our shoes wash these sins away The river said la la la shame on you I go down to Chicano city park cause it makes me feel so fine When the weeds go down you can see up close in the dead of winter time But when the summer comes everything's in bloom and you wouldn't know it's there The white folks like to pretend it's not but their music's in the air You can hear them singing la la la shame on you You can feel them dancing la la la shame on you My friend Tanner she says you know me and Jesus we're of the same heart The only thing that keeps us distant is that I keep fuckin up I said come on down to Chicano city park wash your blues away the beautiful ladies walk on by You know I never know what to say They'll be singing oo la la shame on you Let's go road block trippin in the middle of the night up in Gainesville town There'll be blue lights flashin down the long dirt road when they ask me to step out They say we be looking for illegal immigrants can we check your car I say you know it's funny I think we were on the same boat back in 1694 I said oo la la shame on you
The saddest sight my eyes can see is that big ball of orange sinking slyly down the trees Sittin in a broken circle while you rest upon my knee this perfect moment will soon be leaving me Suzanne calls from Boston the coffee's hot the corn is high And that same sun that warms your heart will suck the good earth dry With everything it's opposite enough to keep you crying or keep this old world spinning with a twinkle in its eye Get out the map get out the map and lay your finger anywhere down We'll leave the figuring to those we pass on our way out of town Don't drink the water there seems to be something ailing everyone I'm gonna clear my head I'm gonna drink that sun I'm gonna love you good and strong while our love is good and young Joni left for South Africa a few years ago and then Beth took a job all the way over on the West Coast And me I'm still trying to live half a live on the road Seems I'm heavier by the year and heavier by the load Why do we hurtle ourselves through every inch of time and space I must say around some corner I can sense a resting place With every lesson learned a line upon your beautiful face We'll amuse ourselves one day with these memories we'll trace Get out the map get out the map and lay your finger anywhere down We'll leave the figuring to those we pass on our way out of town Don't drink the water there seems to be something ailing everyone I'm gonna clear my head I'm gonna drink the sun I'm gonna love you good and strong while our love is good and young
115 you are 17 Itchy trigger venomous You growing longer You growing strong You shed your skin Now shed this Come on over baby You tell me it's holy holy I don't know what that is Come on over Let's call it the fullness of time I don't know what that is Hey holy console me some power control me Remorse it I force it can't free it so be it I'm speaking in tongues handling you I got religion now look at it The days grow longer As we grow stronger So shed your skin baby Let it rip Now tell me it's holy holy I don't know what that is I want to call it the fullness of time But I don't know if it is Hey holy console me some power control me Remorse it I force it can't free it so be it I got the hangman I got Milagro I got the celebration too The flesh is strong The spirit stronger So shed your skin baby Let it through Come on over
It's alright forty days of rain my skin stretched our from the growing pain I'd be nice to have an explanation, but it's alright And it's alright if you hate that way, hate me cause I'm different, hate me cause I'm gay Truth of the matter come around one day so it's alright I look at this lifeline stretched way all across my hand I look at the burned out empty like a plague across the land And for everything I learn there are two I don't understand That's why I'm still on a search through the weather strewn church I'm doing the best I can and it's alright And it's alright though we worry and fuss, we can't get over the hump or get over us It seems easier to push than to let go and trust but it's alright When we get a little distance some things get clearer Give em the space our hearts grow nearer I ran as hard as I could and still ended up here but it's alright I look at this lifeline stretched way all across my hand I look at the fires of hatred burning up the bounty of this beautiful land I know I'm small in a way but I know I'm strong And it's my thirst that brought me to the water when I give it all up then she carries me on and it's alright Yeah it's alright And it's alright though I feel afraid my plans in pieces my plans mislaid It's the will of the way the will of the way the will of the only way that could have brought me here today and it's alright.
Caramia a blank notebook and a backpocket fade, you used to mock me sometimes I would cry when I was home later You hurt my feelings, why why why, send it down in your notebook my wannabe Harriet the spy And some say your genius is in your madness will you get better then will you leave us? How you mixed with the darkness at such a young age until in your chemistry science and violence turned silence to rage Why are you dreaming this, one shoe off and a bridge to cross over And where is your taxi fare, are you left by yourself or left by your lover? For three nights straight now I dream I keep both of my shoes but I've forgotten my lines and I've misplace my cues, and there's a sea full of faces and a show to go on, and I'm struck mute at entrance with nothing to draw from There were the secrets the big bang and the bigger joke You seem to know all of them and injustice makes you red with choke You love like you're desperate you don't know what love is I thought if there was one thing I could give you one thing I could give you, maybe it was this With your head on the bed board the anguished repeat the sweat of our sadness the twist of the sheets I don't want what's best for you, where will I be when you've found it? I pray a lot about these bad feelings inside but I can't pray my way through or around it
She's got a case against me a jury of my peers The rage of the righteous screaming in her ears I'm not dignified anymore can't say I didn't call When I say I love you she don't hear me anymore Don't give that girl a gun I made a bad connection she says I went astray Jumped ship abandoned my post I didn't think I lost my way But oh how the mighty I saw her crack a smile I don't got a chance for redemption She don't believe in the miracle mile Take the first shot baby it'll be real clean I'm your girl strong and mean Take a second shot baby it'll be real cool I'm your fool Don't give that girl a gun I said hold me closer cause something's happening Why can't we come together? She said, "I doubt we ever will again." Don't give that girl a gun
It's dark at four PM in Leeds the steeples pierce the skylight till the last of it bleeds The absent sound of another day as it recedes into the shadows until it's nothing Fax papers slipped under the hotel room door like food for the prisoner or the prospect to the whore Well fed and halfway drunk I ache myself for more until I'm shadows of myself until I'm nothing Sixteen black churches burning on the TV all the way from Texas to Tennessee a politician locks my eye and says to me there is no crisis here there's no conspiracy I crave inertia every move made so I can stop Whatever this madness is in me spinning like a top on a bed of anxiety over a deep dark drop down into nothingness into withoutyouness Was it ever so evil creep like ivy, toe hold on the stronger half of nature's dichotomy Beating back a path through nothing more than pure insistence Until here becomes the distance Hold my head love I'm sick tonight find the open hole and press your finger there will all your might before the last ounce of my spirit bleeds onto the pristine sheets of the hotel bed in Leeds
Scooter boys and Argentineans Europe shed the blood of the Indian Here I sit in the land of plenty Crying about my own virginity Hey blue blood you're nothing new You see I come from privilege too A chapter in the book on the Americas You're just another colonial terrorist Scooter Boys and Argentineans Europe shed the blood of the Indian Here I sit in the land of plenty Crying about my own virginity Way down south where the Maya reign Zapata reading poetry in his grave They said we're stealing from the best to feed the poor Well they need it more
Remember everything I told you, keep it in your heart like a stone And when the winds have blown the winds have blown things round and back again what was once your pain will be your home All around the table the white-haired men have gathered Spilling their sons' blood like table wine Remember everything in its own time The music whispers you in urgency hold fast to that languageless connection A thread of known that was unknown and unseen seen dangling from inside the fifth direction Boys around the table mapping out their strategies Kings all of mountains one day dust A lesson learned a loving God and things in their strategies Kings all of mountains one day dust A lesson learned a loving God and things in their own time In nothing more do I trust We own nothing, nothing is ours Not even love so fierce it burns like baby stars But this poverty is our greatest gift The weightlessness of us as things around begin to shift Remember everything I told you, keep it in your heart like a stone And when the winds have blown things round and back again What was once your pain will be your home Everything in its own time Everything in its own time
I'm sittin in Darwin's theory You're down in the 48 I'm practicing politics You're practicing guitar and staying out late How did we get so turned around Why did we make it so hard Can't we cut it out while it's tender Give us something good to remember Hey my my my rock star I saw your feet leave the ground You said all I want to be is loud I was ushering your friends in I was trying to clear the aisles So how did you get so turned around Why do you make it so hard Why can't you cut it out I'm tender Give me something good to remember Cut it out cut it all out So it's Alaska in the summertime In the wintertime I'm free But the days get short cold and wasted Nowhere is warm enough for me Baby you tell me what happened How did I make it so hard Can't we cut it out while it's tender Give me something good to remember Cut it out cut it all out
I am sorry that I set my sights on the things I read Something meant for your husband maybe you left under the bed Once upon a love those words blew free and secret but the pages lay around Drifted to the hands of the publisher and the greedy generations on down Burn all the letters (someone is always watching) The government's on the phone (whether openly or secretly) Burn all the letters (breathe life into your story) Send them on to a safer home (burn it to secrecy) Burn all the letters brand them in before you go Soldiers are coming to plunder but there are some things they will never know We made our love out of dignity, we dug our nails in the dirt Hung out towel soaked souls out on the line we loved so hard that it hurt To ease my pain I took a pen and paper, incarnate came the bleeding Send it back before the public eye perverts it in the reading Burn all the letters (someone is always watching) The government's on the phone (whether openly or secretly) Burn all the letters (breathe life into your story) Send them on to a safer home (burn it into secrecy) Burn all the letters from you to me They're coming to take what they can but they cannot read What they cannot see
Hey kind friend don't know when I'll see you again on a ferry boat bound for Victoria laying down to hide from the wind Beg dipper hangin over the city you know everything now is different for me ain't no use in explainin the scenery Hey kind friend won't you help me forget where I been Help me remember who I am I was too late in Spokane So I caught a ride through the Cascade range I saw the sun dying in Olympia running down on Capitol Lake So I ask you for some relief and it's one true root that you bring to me 3am it's good company Hey kind friend help me forget where I been Help me remember who I am Hey kind friend I don't know when I'll see you again It's OK friend So I'll meet you in New Orleans or I'll see you round cause I don't know if it's worth coming down now I'm calling you from a gold rush town I'm OK friend
© 2006 Indigo Girls. All rights reserved.