From Graceland To The Grasslands

Tattered flags wave under eagles flying so high,
I saw in them vultures had been foolin’ our eyes,
They say they fly so high to answer our prayers,
And that they see through dirt where the tractors tear

Where the sun had once risen over the fields,
Death’s shadowy cloak has blanketed the yield,
A tornado bore down and uprooted seeds,
These workin’ fingers ripped apart by weeds

Ravens perched hiding from the scarecrow’s eyes,
Can’t figure why the glitter causes them to fly,
Lighting builds as ravens gather in storms,
Scavengers fighting over the very last corn

"Lost Verse"
[Ol’ Farmer Joe looked out his window pain,
We’re going underground and praying for rain,
When there’s no more soils worth being dug,
The dry ground tossed over a feast for the bugs]

While Johnny plays Country Boy on the radio,
I remember how things use to be so long ago,
There is nothing left of the American Dream,
It was no longer worth manufacturing

I rode from Graceland to the grassland,
Took a step outside, knee deep into quicksand
The coyote is a’cryin’ as the moon comes risin’,
And the night flows down hills from the horizon

Marble of the Sun

Shooting stars cut us to the core,
You had kept so many dreams before,
Now you throw broken glass into rivers,
Until fine pieces of memories shimmer

CHORUS:
I have not lived to be the object of your scorn,
And I have changed since I was born,
In my universe you were the only one,
And it all cracked like a marble of the sun

Some people weep after they repent,
About years lost and where it all went,
If you ask me it was time well spent,
There was a change in that descent

CHORUS

I had lost my mind and you conquered,
But I found there is more to me than her,
I was closer to you than we ever were,
Can't let my last thoughts be your final words

CHORUS

There is nowhere else for you to fly,
My monsterous claws, black smoke in the sky,
Fires were burning 'til the candles died,
Lost where nothing will enter my hurting eyes

CHORUS

I've felt troubles as daggers on my mind,
And fear turning back to what I left behind,
Seeing in myself that life is not often kind,
I care 'cause nothing's more painful to remind