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Wicker Plane Single

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1.
Wicker Plane 04:04
In the park there’s a wicker made plane that crashed down just the other day The pilot had lost his way got disoriented and crash landed in the middle of the city He’d never seen buildings so tall and wondered why they even didn’t ever lean over and fall And wondered how he’d manage to navigate through them all like he did But oh how they seemed to lean over him now as if to peer down on the broken scene As if to question the innocent invasion of the stranger brought down in the hurricane He said, where ever I am lord, please you must explain, just hours ago I was takin’ off in my wicker plane Night fell and with it came the rain, down on the buildings, the pilot the plane Rain ran down his hair, hangin’ so low makin’ circles in the puddles where the drops would go A little boy came along, took him to a tree on a gentle slope, said this tree is a misfit like you and me On rainy nights like this the bark comes off like rope They bundled up the bark, each took a load, took it to the high rise where the little one lived Tossed it down the park with a mighty throw and watched it unroll to the ground The Pilot ran down, tied the park to the prop and promptly left the park to go back to the top There they hauled the plane clear up to the roof, the boy said the place you come from that’s where I’ll be from too Where ever I am lord, please you must explain, just hours ago, I was takin’ off in my wicker plane Now you’re in a lovely garden it’s such a lovely garden you’re in a lovely garden it’s such a lovely garden Where ever I am lord, I know where I am lord, where ever I am lord, I know where I am lord Where ever I am lord, please you must explain, just hours ago, I was takin’ off in my wicker plane Just hours ago, I was takin’ off in my wicker plane
2.
Good Graces 03:24
Never mind the axis Oh, she know which way to spin And we like corn and molasses And getting’ mucked up in the ditch We don’t go to bed at night ‘Cause we don't like the way it feels But we ain’t afraid of sunlight Oh just don’t let it get to low Remember how we tried Just to stay in your good graces While you were washing all our faces Whoa, remember how we lied Just to stay in your good graces While you were watching all your faces Mama don't love her work Oh but she do what the Parson say Just don’t tell her oh don’t tell her that it is Sunday And we don’t go to bed at night, no 'Cause we don't like the way it feels But we ain’t afraid of sunlight, no Oh, just don’t let it sink to low Remember how we tried Just to stay in your good graces While you were washing all our faces Whoa, remember how we lied Just to stay in your good graces While you were washing all your faces Remember how we lived Remember how we died Remember how we hated watching Ma cry Remember how we saw young Charlie in a fight Remember how he was swinging with all his might Remember where we stood Remember where we stand We were always upset at you for the childhood we missed But you were sleeping with the father so that he wouldn't sleep with us kids No, sorry did not know The pain you was in When you were raising us kids No, sorry I did not know The pain you was in When you were raising us kids Whoa, sorry I did not know The pain you was in When you were raising us kids Whoa, sorry I did not know The pain you was in When you were raising us kids
3.
Got some boys who were upset, They were headed out to India Point Two in the bucket backseat of the Pinto said “You could lose your mind for all your mind is worth.” One got up on a soapbox and proceeded to take his point Said, “What god's are you to take this, And turn to blood” 'Cause the revolutionaries on the rooftop Climb down to the cemeteries Where the missionaries line up For the mercy of the military's time Treat bodies like the bullet ridden clothes on a clothesline 'Cause the prey's huntin' a hunter in his own blind And it won't be the last time We use them eyes to see Them all hanging I believe I can make you whole See them all go back again And I don’t think we’ll ever know How it goes and why it runs down To the place we often bled 'Cause it's a manifest destiny Like a genocide recipe Telling the knowledge That rests in me to fear my own race Challenge your good And not the thick of your callous Don't underestimate the fate of preordained malice Where are my boots And where the hell is my balance The hell, you did Come down from your palace To see us all Reaching up To see us all Reaching up 'Cause the revolutionaries on the rooftop Climb down to the cemeteries Where the missionaries line up For the mercy of the military’s time Treat bodies like the bullet ridden clothes on a clothesline 'Cause the praised hunter are during his own blind And it won't be the last time We use them eyes to see Them all hanging I believe I can make you whole See them all go back again And I don’t think we’ll ever know How it goes and why it runs down To the place ‘Cause I’m slowly turning in Don’t you have to go? Don’t you have to go? Don’t you have to go, child? Don’t you have to go? Take them to your cousins’ land Where sweet Madeleine has got his hand And she's asking the last man to fall Don't fall When I'm listening Holy water Go ask your friend And may your fever be gone When I'm listing Holy Llama Go ask your end And may your freedom be gone

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released July 16, 2007

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