Music: Harsh Realm

I'm waking up in night terrors
Can't stop the future, it keeps pushing me ahead
I feel the weight of the world crushing down on me
Time seems so linear
Decisions seem so absolute

Yeah, it's a harsh realm
Yeah, it's a harsh realm
Don't abandon me
Don't abandon me

There's a million things to get done today
I can't calm down, I can't think straight
You give a little bit of time to everyone you meet
What do you save for yourself?
How much money do you need to gain yourself a sense of security?

Yeah, it's a harsh realm
Yeah, it's a harsh realm
Don't abandon me
Don't abandon me

Music: Sink Florida Sink

Music: Black

I take a walk outside
I'm surrounded by some kids at play
I can feel their laughter, so why do I sear?

Oh, and twisted thoughts that spin round my head
I'm spinning, oh, I'm spinning

How quick the sun can drop away

All the love gone bad turned my world to black
Tattooed all I see, all that I am, all I'll be...

I know someday you'll have a beautiful life,
I know you'll be a sun
in somebody else's sky, but why
Why, why can't it be, can't it be mine

Music: Girl From the North Country

If you're traveling in the north country fair
where the winds hit heavy on the borderline
remember me to one who lives there
for she was once a true love of mine

Well, if you go when the snowflakes storm
when the rivers freeze and summer ends
please see for me if she's wearing a coat so warm
to keep her from the howlin' winds

Please see for me if her hair hangs long
if it rolls and flows all down her breast
please see for me if her hair's hanging long
for that's the way I remember her best

I'm a-wondering if she remembers me at all
many times I've hoped and prayed
in the darkness of my night
in the brightness of my day

So if you're traveling in the north country fair
where the winds hit heavy on the borderline
Please say hello to one who lives there
She once was a true love of mine

Music: Only a Pawn in Their Game

A bullet from the back of a bush took Medgar Evers' blood
A finger fired the trigger to his name
A handle hid out in the dark
A hand set the spark
Two eyes took the aim
Behind a man's brain
But he can't be blamed
He's only a pawn in their game

A South politician preaches to the poor white man
"You got more than blacks, don't complain
You're better than them, you been born with white skin" they explain
And the Negro's name
Is used it is plain
For the politician's gain
As he rises to fame
And the poor white remains
On the caboose of the train
But it ain't him to blame
He's only a pawn in their game

The deputy sheriffs, the soldiers, the governors get paid
And the marshals and cops get the same
But the poor white man's used in the hands of them all like a tool
He's taught in his school
From the start by the rule
That the laws are with him
To protect his white skin
To keep up his hate
So he never thinks straight
'Bout the shape that he's in
But it ain't him to blame
He's only a pawn in their game

From the poverty shacks, he looks from the cracks to the tracks
And the hoof beats pound in his brain
And he's taught how to walk in a pack
Shoot in the back
With his fist in a clinch
To hang and to lynch
To hide 'neath the hood
To kill with no pain
Like a dog on a chain
He ain't got no name
But it ain't him to blame
He's only a pawn in their game

Today, Medgar Evers was buried from the bullet he caught
They lowered him down as a king
But when the shadowy sun sets on the one
That fired the gun
He'll see by his grave
On the stone that remains
Carved next to his name
His epitaph plain:
Only a pawn in their game

Music: Boots of Spanish Leather

This, I believe, is my most beloved song.



Oh I'm sailin' away my own true love
I'm sailin' away in the morning
Is there something I can send you from across the sea
From the place that I'll be landing?

No, there's nothin' you can send me, my own true love
There's nothin' I wish to be ownin'
Just carry yourself back to me unspoiled
From across that lonesome ocean

Oh, but I just thought you might want something fine
Made of silver or of golden
Either from the mountains of Madrid
Or from the coast of Barcelona?

Oh, but if I had the stars from the darkest night
And the diamonds from the deepest ocean
I'd forsake them all for your sweet kiss
For that's all I'm wishin' to be ownin'

That I might be gone a long time
And it's only that I'm askin'
Is there something I can send you to remember me by
To make your time more easy passin'?

Oh, how can, how can you ask me again
It only brings me sorrow
The same thing I want from you today
I would want again tomorrow

I got a letter on a lonesome day
It was from her ship a-sailin'
Saying I don't know when I'll be comin' back again
It depends on how I'm a-feelin'

Well, if you, my love, must think that-a-way
I'm sure your mind is roarmin'
I'm sure your thoughts are not with me
But with the country to where you're goin'

So take heed, take heed of the western wind
Take heed of the stormy weather
And yes, there's something you can send back to me
Spanish boots of Spanish leather