never stay away It's driving me crazy, It's finally over, We wasted all those years, It's finally over, You blame yourself at night, It's finally over
Let's begin Asalaam alaikum, people of good will I offer you the greeting of thought manifested skill To finally reveal the open-end chapter As real as
is not hate I don't know how I ever over-underrate Here on earth Where the wind and the rain prevail It bends what you build and it rusts what you nail
Deep in the darkness, digging it down, deep down, deep, down deep digging it We watched an insect stray to the edge of it's world, a lily pad stretched over
and rust in the rain And pore over everything we say we trust Well, it happened again, I listened in through hallways and thin doors Where the rivers unwind, rust
Found A New Home They Will Shatter, Wreak Havoc And Break The Gray Lady Must Go From The Mud Hands Of Dirt And Rust They Take The Lighthouse Over For
for a patch of sky But the shadows drizzled down like in Pompeii That's how I spent my yesterday Searching for America In the rivets and the rust Searching
thousand times over Sold botanicle research studies to farmers with whole quarters And when science proposes to art besides that peace-full sea I'll be that cat with a ring on a pillow shouting finally
live, we die & death not ends it Journey we more into the Nightmare Cling to life our passion'd flower Cling to cunts & cocks of despair We got our final
of freedom If only from the womb And birth and death do not end it This transgression is perhaps the first And final step in the evolutionary stage Before
Broken buildings watching over flooded streets where nothing moves Shelters for the vultures hardly keeping daylight out Marble stained with rust faded
Hours wasted, still more to life than wealth and war? (What is left for them to kill?) The force of life is dead of thirst Golden years have turned to rust
be in some dark hollow or some dark deep shady grove Than to be a bluegrass widow? Spoken word break: I started listening to bluegrass music in Bryan Duckworth?s rust
the cold wind blowin' over me Hey, long gone but not forgotten I might be lost I might be finally free I'm finally free Long before you're rusted chains
cramp 'Til you came along and lit the lamp To guide me to my exit ramp. Love is my legs and you are my love So you are my legs, my love. Finally I understand
're dying on the vine until we finally, till we finally get away The boundaries of this town are closin' in just like a noose The future's gonna rust
