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     Feelings Gravity's Pull  | 
  
I fell asleep and read just about every paragraph.
    Read the scene where gravity is pulling me around
    Peel back the mountains peel back the sky
    Stomp gravity into the floor
    It’s a Man Ray kind of sky
    Let me show you what I can do with it
    Time and distance are out of place here
    Step up, step up, step up the sky is open-armed
    When the light is mine, I felt gravity pull
    Somewhere near the end it said
    "You can’t do this", I said "I can too"
    Shift sway rivers shift, oceans fall and mountains drift
    It’s a Man Ray kind of sky
    Let me show you what I can do with it
    Step up, step up, step up the sky is open-armed
    When the light is mine, I felt gravity pull onto my eyes,
    Holding my head straight (looking down).
    This is the easiest task I’ve ever had to do...
    I fell asleep and read just about every paragraph
    Read the scene where gravity is pulling me around
    Shift the swaying river’s shift
    Oceans fall and mountains drift
    It’s a Man Ray kind of sky
    Let me show you what I can do with it
    Time and distance are out of place here
    Step up, step up, step up the sky is open-armed
    When the light is mine, I felt gravity pull onto my eyes,
    Holding my head straight (looking down).
    This is the easiest task I’ve ever had to do...
    Reason had harnessed the tame
    Holding the sky in their arms
    Gravity pulls me down
He’s not to be reached, he’s to be reached.
    He’s not to be reached, he’s to be reached.
    Called the fool and the company,
    On his own where he’d rather be.
    Where he ought to be, he sees what you can’t see, can’t you see 
    that?
    Maybe he’s caught in the legend,
    Maybe he’s caught in the mood.
    Maybe these maps and legends
    Have been misunderstood.
    Down the way the road’s divided,
    Paint me the places you have seen.
    Those who know what I don’t know
    Refer to the yellow, red and green
    Maybe he’s caught in the legend,
    Maybe he’s caught in the mood.
    Maybe these maps and legends
    Have been misunderstood.
    He’s not to be reached, he’s to be reached.
    He’s not to be reached, he’s to be reached.
    He’s not to be reached, he’s to be reached.
    He’s not to be reached, he’s to be reached.
    The map that you painted didn’t seem real.
    He just sings whatever he’s seen
    Point to the legend, point to the east,
    Point to the yellow, red and green
    Maybe he’s caught in the legend,
    Maybe he’s caught in the mood.
    Maybe these maps and legends
    Have been misunderstood, been misunderstood. (Maps and legends)
    (Maps and legends) Is he to be reached? He’s not to be reached.
    (Maps and legends) Is he to be reached? He’s not to be reached.
    (Maps and legends) Is he to be reached? He’s not to be reached anymore.
The walls are built up, stone by stone,
    the fields divided one by one.
    And the train conductor says
    "Take a break Driver 8, Driver 8 take a break
    We’ve been on this shift too long"
    And the train conductor says
    "Take a break Driver 8, Driver 8 take a break
    We can reach our destination, but we’re still a ways away"
    I saw a treehouse on the outskirts of the farm.
    The power lines have floaters so the airplanes won’t get snagged.
    Bells are ringing through the town again,
    Children look up, all they hear is sky-blue, bells ringing
    And the train conductor says
    "Take a break Driver 8, Driver 8 take a break
    We can reach our destination, but we’re still a ways away"
    Way to shield the hated heat.
    Way to put myself to sleep.
    Way to shield the hated heat.
    Way to put myself, my children to sleep.
    He piloted this song in a plane like that one.
    She is selling faith on the Go Tell crusade.
    Locomotive 8, Southern Crescent, hear the bells ring again.
    Field to weed is stricken thin
    And the train conductor says
    "Take a break Driver 8, Driver 8 take a break
    We’ve been on this shift too long."
    And the train conductor says
    "Take a break Driver 8, Driver 8 take a break
    We can reach our destination, but we’re still a ways away"
Burn bright through the night, two pockets lead the way
    To doors to go between the wall was raised today
    To doors remain before your others and your own
    Keep these books well stocked away and take your happy home
    My carpenter’s out and running about, talking to the street
    My pockets are out and running about
    Barking in the street to tell what I have hidden there
    Burn bright through the night, two pockets lead the way
    Two doors to go between the wall was raised today
    Raise the walls and shout its flaws, a carpenter should rest
    So that when you tire of one side the other serves you best
    My carpenter’s out and running about, talking to the street
    My pockets are out and running about
    Barking in the street to tell what I have hidden there
The hills ringing hear the words in time
    Listen to the holler, listen to my walls within my tongue
    Can’t you see you made my ears go tin?
    The air quicken tension building inference suddenly
    Life and how to live it
    Raise the walls and shout its flaws, a carpenter should rest
    So that when you tire of one side the other serves you best
    Read about the wisdom lost, a knock, a knock, a knock
    A secret knock one hammer’s locked the other wisdom lost
    My carpenter’s out and running about, talking to the street
    My pockets are out and running about
    Barking in the street to tell what I have hidden there
    My carpenter’s out and running about, barking in the, listen to the 
    holler
    My pockets are out and running about
    Barking in the street to tell what I have hidden there
Listen, listen to the holler,
    If I write a book it will be called "Life and How to Live It"
Oddfellows local 151 behind the firehouse
    Where Peewee sits to prove a sage to teach
    Peewee gathered up his proof
    Reached up and scratched his head
    Fell down and hit the ground again
    Firehouse. Firehouse.
    Why do the heathens rage behind the firehouse
    Where Peewee sits upon the wall to preach?
    This boy and girl that gather pearls
    Of wisdom falling from his mouth
    Wash off the blood, wash off the rum
    Firehouse. Firehouse.
    Oddfellows local 151 behind the firehouse
    Where Peewee sits upon the wall to preach.
    This boy and girl that gather pearls
    Of wisdom falling from his mouth
    Wash off the blood, wash off the 151.
    Firehouse. Firehouse.
    Firehouse. Firehouse
When the world is a monster
    Bad to swallow you whole
    Kick the clay that holds the teeth in
    Throw your trolls out the door
    If you’re needing inspiration
    Philomath is where I go by dawn
    Lawyer Jeff he knows the lowdown
    He’s mighty bad to visit home
    I’ve been there I know the way
    (Can’t get there from here)
I’ve been there I know the way
    (Can’t get there from here)
I’ve been there I know the way
    (Can’t get there from here)
I’ve been there I know the way
    When your hands are feeling empty
    Stick head jumpin off the ground, ‘round
    Tris is sure to shirr the deers out
    Brother Ray can sing my song
    I’ve been there I know the way
    (Can’t get there from here)
I’ve been there I know the way
    (Can’t get there from here)
I’ve been there I know the way
    (Can’t get there from here)
I’ve been there I know the way
    Hands down, Calechee bound
    Landlocked kiss the ground
    Dirt of seven continents going round and round
    Go on ahead Mr. Citywide hypnotized, suit and tied
    Gentlemen, testify
    If your world is a monster
    Bad to swallow you whole
    Philomath they know the lowdown
    Throw your trolls out the door
    I’ve been there I know the way
    (Can’t get there from here)
I’ve been there I know the way
    (Can’t get there from here)
I’ve been there I know the way
    (Can’t get there from here)
I’ve been there I know the way
    Thank you, Ray.
The wheelbarrow’s fallen
    Look at my hands
    They’ve found some surplus cheaper hands
    Rubbing palms and pick and choose,
    who will they choose? Here is the news.
    Look at that building, look at this man
    Halloed and whitewashed
    Gone to find a cheaper hand
    He’ll offer a pound, offer a pound.
    Green grow the rushes go
    Green grow the rushes go
    Green grow the rushes go
    The compass points the workers home
    Pay for your freedom, find another gate
    Guilt by associate, the rushes wilted a long time ago
    Guilty as you go
    Stay off that highway, word is it’s not so safe
    The grasses that hide the greenback
    The amber waves of gain again
    The amber waves of gain
    Green grow the rushes go
    Green grow the rushes go
    Green grow the rushes go
    The compass points the workers home
Who will stand alone?
    She carried ribbons, she wore them out
    Courage built a bridge, jealous tore it down
    At least it’s something you’ve left behind
    Like Kohoutek, you were gone
We sat in the garden, we stood on the porch
    I won’t deny myself, we never talked
She wore bangles, she wore bells
    On her toes and she jumped like a fish
    Like a flyin’ friend, you were gone
    Like Kohoutek, can’t forget that
Fever built a bridge, reason tore it down 
    If I am one to follow.. who will stand alone?
Maybe you’re not the problem 
    scissors, paper, stone
    If you stand and holler, these prayers will talk
She carried ribbons, she wore them out
    Michael built a bridge...Michael tore it down
    At least it’s something you’ve left behind
    Like Kohoutek, you were gone
Michael built a bridge... Michael tore it down
    If I stand and holler... will I stand alone?
She didn’t want to get pinned down by her prior town
    Get me to the train on time, here take this nickel make a dime
    Take this penny and make it into a necklace when I leave
    What is at the other end, I don’t know another friend
    Another wife, another morning spent
    Listen, listen to the auctioneer
    Another engine, another engine
    We never wrote the reasons that I need explained
    Some things are givens, and others get away
    This time its for myself you call it what you may
    Okay, we won’t say goodbye so long, so much more
    Listen to the auctioneer
    Another engine, another engine
    Listen to the bargain holler
    Listen to the barter holler
    Listen to the auctioneer
    Get me to the train on time here take this nickel make a dime
    Take this penny and make it into a necklace when I leave
    What is at the other end, an I don’t know another friend
    Another wife, another morning spent
    Listen to the auctioneer
    Another engine, another engine
    Do I stand the bargain holler?
    Listen to the barter holler
    Listen to the auctioneer
When you greet a stranger look at his shoes
    Keep your money in your shoes put your trouble behind
    When you greet a stranger look at her hands
    Keep your money in your hands put your travel behind
    Who are you going to call for, what do you have to say
    Keep your hat on your head home is a long way away
    At the end of the day, I’ll forget your name
    I’d like it here if I could leave and see you from a long way away
    When you greet a stranger, look at her shoes
    Keep you memories in your shoes, put your travel behind
    Who are you going to call for, what do you have to say
    Keep your hat on your head
    Home is a long way away
    At the end of the day, when there are no friends
    When there are no lovers, who are you going to call for
    What do you have to change
    A familiar face a foreign place I forget your name
    I’d like it here if I could leave and see you from a long way away
    Who are you going to call for, what do you have to say
    Keep your hat on your head
    Home is a long way away
That’s when Wendell Gee takes a tug
    Upon the string that held the line of trees
    Behind the house he lived in
    He was reared to give respect
    But somewhere down the line he chose
    To whistle as the wind blows
    Whistle as the wind blows, with me
    He had a dream one night
    That the tree had lost its middle
    So he built a trunk of chicken wire
    To try to hold it up
    But the wire, the wire turned to lizard skin
    And when he climbed inside
    There wasn’t even time to say
    Goodbye to Wendell Gee
    So whistle as the wind blows
    Whistle as the wind blows, with me
    If the wind were colors
    And if the air could speak
    Then whistle as the wind blows
    Whistle as the wind blows