Just like birds of a feather We too have followed the golden sun It feels so good, Knowin' the watchman's gone If I give you a rose, buddy Would you please bury it in the fields? I seen a rose Watchin' it all fold out There's a train down at the station It's come to carry my bones away Two engines on Twenty-one coaches long End to end Twenty-one coaches bend The watchman's out Kickin' the bums about If I wait for the right moment You can bet I'll climb aboard unseen I've done it before I know I can do it in my sleep The watchman's out Kickin' the bums about The watchman's out Kickin' your dreams about As I leave you in the sunset Got one more nothin' I'd like to say "You don't know me A son of the sea am I" As I say to you, my brother If you live to follow the golden sun You better beware Knowin' the watchman's always there If you find me feedin' daisies Please turn my face up to the sky And leave me be Watchin' the moon roll by Whatever I was You know it was all because I've been on the town Washin' the bullshit down The watchman's out Kickin' your dreams about It feels so good Knowin' the watchman's gone It's like a song Knowin' the watchman's gone

All inside our Amsterdam she hides Watery-eyed That howling wind, she's waving hi Her other hand's in mine Oh, oh silhouette She's growing tall and fine She's got my back She'll follow me down every street No matter what my crime All inside our Amsterdam she flies Hoarding the kites That howling wind, she'll take everything But she's easy on the eyes Churches and trains They all look the same to me now They shoot you some place While we ache to come home somehow

Were we the hammer Were we the powder Were we the cold evening air Were we the wild geese Were we the tall trees Were we the shot in the air And the background noise Goes fading now No sounds, just the quiver of a lip Even the moon's half holding back Look, we're falling so easy Like the rain in the dirty south Justified for the fighting Were we living in the lion's mouth? And the background noise Goes fading out No sounds, just the quiver of a lip Even the moon's half holding out

Fox runs with the lightning Worked its way into an open field Come midnight, we'll all be dreaming It's the owl who owns the evening Mmmm Mmmm Remember when the engine quit? My head against the steering wheel You sparked up, began to grin You and all your silver linings Oooh Oooh Desert flowers wait for rain Scattered seeds along the plains Storms will swell, the days will fly I'll love you like the passing time Mmmm Mmmm There's hissing in the underbrush Let's try and not talk too much Promise I won't say a thing It's thе owl who owns the evening Mmmm Mmmm

You take the big one And i'll take his brother Let's get this over with 'Cause i'm late for work Do you remember when we were young The swing sets, the costumes The dirt in the sun I sold all my baseball cards to buy me some clothes That's how it goes That's how it goes, and that's how it goes And i keep on thinking It's time to move on Move out to the city so huge Meet me some people Seems these old hills They keep on calling The clouds 'round here talk Man, i been listening I sold all these clothes to buy me this land I'm sorta happy most of the time Most of the time Been riding lots of trains The same ones as you How come you get to talk to everybody I'm just looking out my window at the night view You keep on pointing out my halo Your big pointy finger The six-fingered hand I sold all this land To buy me some dreams Just like those movies we played when we were kids Now we're just liars Now we're just liars Now we're just liars Now we're just liars Now we're just liars Now we're just liars Now we're just liars Now we're just liars

Pictures watch from the sidewalk past Poems go flying in the tracks All we ever got left is a pile of things I visit you with nothing burning Hidden heart, stomach churning Circled in the words like the vultures Your mouth becomes a dictionary Words without a holy theory You're the only one on the page Look it up to find my heart Tear that old shit apart Till you find the words to sum me up I don't need no alibis You sit me down here and you cry The music man sings his mystery songs He tries to put his finger on There's things unfelt that he's always longed to feel The things we all are destined to loose While I seek out that crooked muse You stole my heart and filled it up with blues I've been waiting for you and me to watch this world from a windows seat Look down there, all them tiny creatures running crazy And I've been here on this precipice And I picked apart anything I bring So we can toss our suitcase into the wind at last We've all the merry things we needed It's time like this we remember to believe Let it roll, let it ride, let it ride on me Lay me down here in your field They know just, what they steal