Windows and Walls/Wild Places

May the trail rise up to meet you
May your heart rejoice in song
May the skies be fair above you
As you journey ever on

Ever on--ever on
Ever on--ever on

And in this planetary circle
We are but a single stone
Spinning on our fragile axis
Through the endless night along

Ever on--ever on

May your love be there to guide us
May it always keep us strong
May we walk within your footsteps
As you lead us ever on

Ever on--ever on

If I could ever say it right
And reach your hostage heart despite
The doubts you harbor then you might
Come to believe in me

The life I lead is not the kind
That gives a woman peace of mind
I only hope someday you'll find
That you can believe in me

Those other loves that came before
Mean nothing to me anymore
But you can never be quite sure
And will not believe in me

Too many hearts have been broken
Failing to trust what they feel
But trust isn't something that's spoken
And love's never wrong when it's real

If I could only do one thing
Then I would try to write and sing
A song that ends your questioning
And makes you believe in me

And makes you believe in me
Oh, you can believe in me

I was walking alone through the loft
San Juans
With a heart full of light
And a head full of songs

I was thinking of time
And how much it will cost
To recapture the souls
That we surely have lost.

In the cities and towns
There are millions who dream
But the traffic's so loud
That you can't hear them scream

There's a heaven on earth
That so few ever find
Though the map's in your soul
And the road's in your mind.

So many mountains before us
So many rivers to cross
Where is the wisdom to bring
Back the vision we've lost?

Can we gaze with the wonder of children
Into the deafening night
Has it gotten so dark
That you cannot remember the light?

When you sleep on the ground
With the stars in your face
You can feel the full length
Of the beauty and grace.

In the wild places man
Is an unwelcome guest
But it's here than I'm found
And it's here I feel blessed

There's thorns on the cactus tree
There's thorns on the rose
There's thorns in the heart of me
That nobody knows

They tear at the flesh until
The tears start to rise
They form in my heart
But they fall from Anastasia's eyes.

And I was lost in the wilderness
Without courage or hope
I was setting my signal fires
And watching the smoke
When out of the smoke appeared
The sweetest surprise
And I knew I'd been found
When first I looked in
To Anastasia's eyes.

There's thorns on the cactus tree
There's thorns on the rose
There's thorns in the heart of me
That nobody knows
But finally I've found out where
My salvation lies
It lies in the love that lives
In Anastasia's eyes

[Chorus:]
Listen to the rhythm of the falling rain
Telling me just what a fool I've been
I wish that it would go and let me cry in vain
And let me be alone again

Now the only girl I've ever loved has gone away
Looking for a brand new start
Little does she know that when she left that day
Along with her she took my heart

[Bridge]
Rain please tell me now does that seem fair
For her to steal my heart away when she don't care
I can't love another when my heart's somewhere far away

[Chorus]
Listen to the rhythm of the falling rain
Telling me just what a fool I've been
I wish that it would go and let me cry in vain
And let me be alone again

[Bridge]
Oh the only girl I've ever loved has gone away
Looking for a brand new start
Little does she know that when she left that day
Along with her she took my heart

Rain won't you tell her that I love her so
Please ask the sun to set her heart aglow
And rain in her heart and let the love we knew start to grow

[Chorus]
Listen to the rhythm of the falling rain
Telling me just what a fool I've been
Oh I wish that it would go and let me cry in vain
And let me be alone again

When the rain comes
They run and hide their heads
They might as well be dead
When the rain comes

They came from Scandinavia
The land of midnight sun
And crossed the North Atlantic
When this century was young
They'd heard that in America
Every man was free
To live the way he chose to live
And be who he could be

Some of them were farmers there
And tilled the frozen soil
But all they got was poverty
For all their earnest toil
They say one was a sailor
Who sailed the wide world round
Made home port--got drunk one night
Walked off the pier and drowned

My mother was of Scottish blood
It's there that she was born
They brought her to America in 1924
They left behind the highlands
And the heather covered hills
And came to find America
With broad, expectant dreams
And iron wills

My grandad worked the steel mills
Of central Illinois
His daughter was his jewel
His son was just his boy
For thirty years he worked the mills
And stoked the coke-fed fires
And looked toward the day
When he'd at last turn 65
And could retire

And the sons become the fathers
And the daughters will be wives
As the torch is passed from hand to hand
And we struggle through our lives
Though the generations wander
The lineage survives
And all of us
From dust to dust
We all become forefathers
By and by

The woman and the man were wed
Just after the war
And they settled in this river town
And three fine sons she bore
One became a lawyer
And one fine pictures drew
And one became this lonely soul
Who sits here now
And sings this song to you

And the sons become the fathers
And the daughters will be wives
As the torch is passed from hand to hand
And we struggle through our lives
Though the generations wander
The lineage survives
And all of us
From dust to dust
We all become forefathers
By and by

Broken clouds along the blue horizon
The sun is setting and the wind is dying down
Outward bound, there is music all around
Can you hear it, it's the song of the sea

Soundings taken at the edge of darkness
The widest silences the heart can ever hear
You can steer to the stars along your lee
Set you bearings to the, the song of the sea
Oh and the song is as ancient as the days

And the winds upon the waves
Let it carry you away, so far away
Trim my sails to greet the breaking morning
Past the headlands to the rolling open sea
And it comes to me, I have never felt so free
As when I'm listening to the, the song of the sea
Oh and the song is as ancient as the days

And the winds upon the waves
Let it carry me away, so far away
Some were meant to watch the world from windows
And never look beyond the road beneath their feet
But for me, I was always meant to be
One forever chasing the song of the sea

The song of the sea
The song of the sea

Tucson, Arizona
Rising in the heat like a
Mirage
Tony keeps his Chevy
Like a virgin locked in
His garage
He brings it out at midnight
And cruises down the
Empty boulevards
And he prowls the
Darkened alleys
That snake between the city`s
Thirsty yards
The lonely desert skies reflect
The anger in his eyes
And it is dawn.

His father died of drinking
And left five children sinking
With his mom
His older brother Bobby
Never made it back from Viet Nam
With high school well behind him
He lives at home and works this
Shitty job.

And he thinks his '60 Chevy
Is the only true amigo
That he's got
His heart is filled with sadness
And his soul is like some
Ugly vacant lot.

Mary Estelle Hanna
Came out from Louisiana
For the sun
A deal gone bad in Dallas
Left her burned and broke
And on the run
To make the rent and groceries
She takes this job at
$3.15 an hour
Serving shots of whiskey
And tequila
In some smoky red-neck bar
And she dreams some day
She`ll make her way to L.A.
And become a movie star.

Tony saw her working
He swallowed hard and asked
Her for a date
Mary laughed and answered
"I would but every night
I`m working late"
He said he had some cocaine
That she could have if she`d
Just ride along
She said "What the hell,
I may a well
I haven`t had no fun in
So damn long"
He picked her up at closing time
They pulled out on the road
And they were gone.

Tony`s mom got frantic
When she found her son had
Not come home
Mary`s roommate panicked
And called the sheriff from
A public phone
They asked her lots of questions
She tried her best to tell
Them what she saw.

And late that night
They found poor Mary
Lying in some narrow,
Dusty draw
And the coroner reported
That she hadn`t been
Deceased for very long.

Two weeks on they found it
Buried to the windshield
In the sand
There inside lay Tony
With a small revolver in
His hand
The papers simply stated
It must have been the
Drugs that drove him mad
The neighbors speculated
What could make a good boy
Go so bad?
Well, it might have been
The desert heat
It might have been the
Home he never had.