Windows and Walls/Wild Places

A bad situation right from the start
She played me for a fool and she broke my heart
An infatuation, a hard loss to take
But we all must make our own mistakes

Let her go
I knew I had to let her go
You know it wasn't easy
It was painfully slow
But I swear I finally let her go

All of those feelings were so long ago
I haven't felt a thing since I let her go
But you don't believe it
You still have your doubts
And while you do the tension mounts

Let her go
You know you got to let her go
You know it's never easy 
It's painfully slow
But you know you got to let her go

I will not deny it, I tried to hold on
But human hearts can only stay broke so long
I told you the truth, how much more can I do
And now my love it's up to you

Let her go
You know you got to let her go
You know it's never easy
It's painfully slow
But you're gonna have to let her go

Let her go
You know you got to let her go
You know it's never easy
It's got to be slow
But you know you got to let her go

So many try to capture love
And so many never do
So many hearts are lost
With never a clue.

So many nights are passed
in sorrow
So many days go by
So many lovers lose
And never know why.

Still the lovers in the
backseats claw
And still the wives wait up
Everybody's trying desperately
to fill their loving cup.

All through the night
We thrust and parry
Letting our best sides show
Then in the morning light
We lie and let go.

Everyone searching for somebody
Someone to kiss and tell
More often than not
Our heavens turn into hell.

Still the lovers in the
backseats claw
And still the wives wait up
Everybody's trying desperately
to fill their loving cup.

So many try to capture love
And so many never do
So many hearts are lost
With never a clue.

Everyone searching for somebody
Someone to kiss and tell
More often than not
Our heavens turn into hell.

Still the lovers in the
backseats claw
And still the wives wait up
Everybody's trying desperately
to fill their loving cup.

The light is long
The sun is low
I'm riding fast across this dusty road
But I don't want to be
No, I don't want to be
Above the ridge an eagle flies
In lazy circles in the western skies
I want to fly with him
I want to walk the spirit trail

I've seen them come
I've seen them go
Off to the oilfields and rodeos
To find a better way
They leave their native soil
But I can hear a different song
The drum within my heart is beating strong
I want to follow it
I've got to walk the spirit trail

Let every creature I see
Be a brother and a friend to me
Let every step that I take
Leave the footprints of a warrior
Along the spirit trail

Heya-heya heya hiyo
Heya-heya heya hiyo
Heya-heya heya hiyo

The took the land
They took control
They robbed my father of his very soul
To be like one of them
To be like one of them
But I was born a native son
And I will never be another one
To give it all away
I've got to walk the spirit trail

Let every creature I see
Be a brother and a friend to me
Let every step that I take
Leave the footprints of a warrior
Along the spirit trail

Heya-heya heya hiyo
Heya-heya heya hiyo
Heya-heya heya hiyo

Let every creature I see
Be a brother and a friend to me
Let every step that I take
Leave the footprints of a warrior
Along the spirit trail

Up through the branches
The stars shine above
On the arroyos
And mesas you loved
And as the moon rises
The black mountain mourns
For the old friend
He'll look on no more
Jacks-In-The-Pulpit

Bones in the sky
Long winding rivers
That never ran dry
And the secrets she gathered
From the wild blowing sands
Breathed in her heart
And her hands

I sing to your spirit
Where all my dreams dwell
The vision, the freedom
The life lived so well
And I sing in your canyons
And the echoes ring clear
And I wish somehow
You may still hear

Up every morning long before day
Cooking her breakfast alone
She quietly dresses 
And pulls up the shade
And sits in the chair by the phone

But nobody ever comes by anymore
Nobody ever calls
Most days she sits and just stares
At the windows and walls
Windows and walls

Children all married
Husband's passed on
Nothing but time on her hands
Most of her mornings 
Are spent in her dreams
Or making her sad little plans

Maybe she'll go to the corner today
And pick up the new McCall's
If just to escape for an hour 
From her windows and walls
Windows and walls
Windows and walls

The clock on the mantel
Chiming the hours
Must be the loneliest sound
She washes her dishes
And waters her flowers
And afterwards has to sit down

Sometimes she still
Can remember a child
Playing with china dolls
Now all that she's left
Are these memories 
And windows and walls
Windows and walls
Windows and walls
Windows and walls

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

In the overcrowded cities
Where the nights are bright as day
You spend your weekly paycheck
And turn your eyes away
From the crisis we've created
With our self-indulgent ways
Living like there's no tomorrow
Well that just might be the case.

Now they're tearing down the forests
In the jungles of Brazil
Without a second thought about
The species that they kill
But extinction is forever
And still the forests fall
And push it ever closer to
Extinction for us all.

But you're so blind to the truth
Blind to the truth
And you can't see nothin'
You're so blind to the truth
Blind to the truth
But the judgment day is coming.

Now the politicians bicker
On the early evening news
Pledging their allegiance
To whoever they can use
And the corporate bosses snicker
As they watch the profits soar
They don't care what they make next month
Just as long as it is more.

The take our farms and marshlands
Drive nature to the wall
Just so they can build another
Goddamn shopping mall
And it doesn't seem to matter
If we cannot see the stars
Just as long as they can keep
On building obsolescent cars
'Cause they're so

But you're so blind to the truth
Blind to the truth
And you can't see nothin'
You're so blind to the truth
Blind to the truth
But the judgment day is coming.

Now you cannot drink the water
And you cannot breathe the air
The sky is ripping open and you
Still don't seem to care
The soil is tired and toxic
And unable to provide
The clock is running out and
There is nowhere left to hid.

Now there's laws that we must live by
And they're not the laws of man
Can't you see the shadow
That moves across this land
The future is upon us
And there's so much we must do
And you know I can't ignore it
And, my friend, neither can you
Unless you're

But you're so blind to the truth
Blind to the truth
And you can't see nothin'
You're so blind to the truth
Blind to the truth
But the judgment day is coming.

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.