Rapture

The rapture is coming
I feel the touch
A cold hand is on me
Life is getting rough
I am on the inside
I have been without
I'm a gambler with no bankroll
A hobo smiling at the sunrise

The fool has gone hitchin'
He can't get out of town
‘Cause the lawman tracked him down
He's got a silver tooth
It sparkles when he speaks
He hasn't spoke in weeks

‘Cause the rapture is coming
I feel the touch
A cold hand is on me
Life is getting rough
I am on the inside
I have been without
I'm a gambler with no bankroll
A hobo smiling at the sunrise

He's got a gilded mistress
He kept her in a cage
Until she got away
She has another
A lawman by his trade
Just a few miles down the way

Yeah the rapture is coming
I feel the touch
A cold hand is on me
Life is getting rough
I am on the inside
I have been without
I'm a gambler with no bankroll
A hobo smiling at the sunrise

a broken rib is better
than a busted heart
tearing you apart

the rapture is coming
i feel the touch
a cold hand is on me
life is getting rough
i am on the inside
i have been without
i'm a gambler with no bankroll
a hobo smilin' at the sunrise

yeah the rapture is coming
i feel the touch
a cold hand is on me
life is getting rough
i am on the inside
i have been without
i'm a gambler with no bankroll
a hobo smilin' at the sunrise

Rattlin'

I’ve been shot for trespassing
Down in New Orleans
Tangled up I’ve been undone
I’ve been uncovered and out run

Rattling’ on the wind
Looking for the whispered ship that we’ve been
Following for a season
Rattlin’ on the wind

I was born free I was born proud
With my head in the sky and my feet on the ground
I’ve been caught in a spider’s web
By casting nets and ladies beds

Rattlin’ on the wind . . .

I have seen the kudzu
How it cover’s half the south
Its covering my head
And coming out my mouth
I feel like I’m fleeing
Where the trees withstand the flood
I’m careful where I’m walking
Don’t want to slip in the mud

The hitch hiker was leading me
To the sweet water at the mountains feet
That forest porch light slapped my eye
The door swung wide a night owl cries

The hitch hiker just cursed his word
Disappeared just as I heard
A bomb shell blast that split the night
It took me down and blew my mind

Rattlin’ on the wind. . .

Reaching Through the Void

We get deep, we are strange
We change shape, we feed the flickering flames
Everyday we erase our names
And waste our brains

In the bars where we reach
For the stars but instead we receive
Black holes spun across the neon sky

Reaching through the void
Stumble in the dark
We are blind, never mind
How perfect we where born

I got down, I stood up
I blacked out and I drank your poison cup
'Cause I know I'd survive
As long as the ride was wild

And raw, I rode hard
All night to get here before the dawn
Here's the news, I spilled your lovers blood

Reaching through the void
Trying to avoid
All the blessed and the messed up
Creatures of the night
And if
I should sleep
I will dream
Of your lips
They taste like wine

I saw sound, I heard light
I touched thoughts and tasted the dark night
I was lost so I followed you down
I followed you down

To the edge of the earth
To the start of our world's rebirth
We where stars
Shooting 'cross the sky

Reaching through the void
From deep in the abyss
What did I miss, just a kiss
From your perfect lips

Reaching through the void
Gazing at the sun
We'll go blind, 'for we find
What we're looking for

Reservoir

Its midnight on the reservoir
Old bull frog don’t croak no more
There’s a glow out on the hill
Everything is unnaturally still

Is this the season for changes?

Someone’s gone, he’s gone away
Let the little fish sleep easier today
Fishermen are scared and they want to go
Dragonflies are turning into mosquitoes

Is this the season for changes?

So I said to my old friend Jim
Jim, have you ever learned to swim
He said man I just don’t know
But that water on that reservoir looks awfully cold

Is this the season for changes?

Ride Together

Let's all ride together
To my friend's house on the hill
Let’s all ride together
We got one tank to fill

If money is a problem
We can sell what we don't need
And close our eyes in happiness
As we sleep beneath the weeds
Sleep beneath the weeds
Sleep beneath the weeds

My friends all laugh at me
I got good eyes but I still don't see
Why that world keeps crumbling
We got good cards but the wrong man's dealing

My friend be sure to feed us
At his house upon the hill
With corned beef he's a genius
His vegetables are known to thrill

So come on and let's all ride together
We'll ride on through the pines
If that road gets treacherous
Pretend that we don't mind
Pretend that we don't mind
Pretend that we don't mind

My friends all laugh at me
Say I got good eyes but I still don't see
Why that world keeps crumbling
Oh, I got good cards but the wrong man's dealing

Ringin' On Your Bell

Verse:

//: E / E / E / 
/ A / E / E ://

1.Ring around the rosey
Pocket full of dust
Fire gone to ashes
and I'm about to bust
About to bust

Whisper to me baby
As the light begins to fade
Talking to me dirty
Is no way to spend the day
Come spend the night with me

Tell me all your secrets
And I will tell you mine
Free the slaves on conscience
In the prisons of your mind
If you don't mind

chorus:

//: E D / B A :// x3
/ E D / B / A
/ //

Pounding like a hammer
Ringing on you Bell
Cursing like a sailor
At the bottom of a well
I just saw a shooting star
And this'll be my wish:
Let me be that Old Tom Cat
Eating from your dish

2. I have beed around the world
And I have crossed the sun
I have kissed the promised land
Had some promises undone
What have you done to me?

Can't you hear me knocking
Knocking on your door
Don't leave me a'shiverin'
Out here on your porch
Come on and open up

Let me in I'm beggin
On my bended knee
Like a sinner praying
To his gambler god in need
I need my luck to change

3.Baby turn your light on
This darkness is complete
And if you wait 'till morning
There'll be nothing left of me
Nothing left of me

I will join the circus
I will be in your parade
Blind side the justice
That leaves me freezing in the rain
Don't let me freeze to death