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| 1. |
| 4:54 | 
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I was lookin' back on faded dreams from yesturday
Like a brush from my past they painted the evening sky But the currents so strong, I couldn't hold on They kept rollin' by And all the colors bled into a river of time The innocent child fades into the mist on the river of time An angry young man is shaking his fist on the river of time Roll on river of time, rage on river of time There are faces and places I hold sacred Some I've passed along the way Some live on in memory, some I've passed along the way With the rain from a storm, a river is born Winding down to the sea, and the river of time Keeps on rollin' thru eternity The angry young man learns how to forgive On the river of time He holds an innocent child in his arms On the river of time Roll on river of time Rage on river of time |
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| 2. |
| 5:05 |
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Some are born to wealth, and given shelter from the storm
Some were always held and had a fire to keep them warm Some are born to poverty with no roof above their head Some are facing suicide and wishin' they were dead There are those with flowing rivers right outside their door Refugees in boats who may never reach the shore Some pray for rain and the pay for it in blood When it rains for forty days we are all victims of the flood Somewhere a brave heart must survive Yes someday the truth will bury the lie Yah somewhere a brave heart must survive Too many here been prisoners deserving to be free Too many in the darkness and they have no eyes to see In the middle of the night they are taken from their homes And they dig a common grave to cover up their flesh and bones But a new day in dawning for the beggars and the blind For those who have suffered and were always left behind But the chains will be broken and the fences will come down And we will walk as brothers once again on the sacred ground Somewhere a brave heart must survive Yes someday the truth will bury the lie Yah somewhere a brave heart must survive |
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| 3. |
| 2:30 | 
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| 4. |
| 6:08 |
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If I took away your shelter, put you on the street
If I took away your table and chairs, threw away your meat Stole away your wife and child, see how lonesome you would be Is that what it would take for you to listen to me If I took away your legs and you could never walk If I took away your words and you could never talk Blinded your eyes and you could never see Locked you up in shackles and you were no longer free Is that what it would take for you to listen to me... Listen to me, I am the thunder you refuse to hear I am the Rock you can't hide under You have nothing more to fear This is a time for healing, the scars upon the land My son, listen to me.. If I gave you a blanket, you could be warm If I gave you a roof to stay under Would that save you from the storm Gave you all the money you could ever spend Do you think that means your troubles would finally end Is that what it would take for you to listen to me Listen to me, I am the thunder you refuse to hear I am the Rock you can't hide under You have nothing more to fear This is a time for healing, the scars upon the land My son, listen to me I give you the seed dig your roots deep in the land Here's a blade to turn the soil grow somethin' in the sand I give you all me blessings, my blood runs through your veins I will stand beside you, even when it rains My son listen to me Listen to me, I am the thunder you refuse to hear I am the Rock you can't hide under You have nothing more to fear This is a time for healing, the scars upon the land My son, listen to me.. |
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| 5. |
| 3:44 |
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| 6. |
| 4:08 |
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Look for me on the mountain
Cry to me on the winds Call for me in the canyons And you will find me again Cone to me with your sorrow Come to me with your pain I have seen your tomorrow But tonite brings the rain After the storm is over And the rains have come and gone After the storm is over I was there all along Reach for me when you're broken When the journey is too long When all your worry is unspoken For in your weakness I am strong Call to me from the darkness Turn to me when you thirst Come to me when you're homeless Then the last will be first |
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| 7. |
| 4:08 |
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With the wings of sorrow, I have taken flight
Cloaked in the darkness like a thief in the night I have watched the farmer planting in his field And known that what he sows, is there for me to steal I take what I need, never more, never more In the art of survival, there's no rich there's no poor Time passes by, kingdoms come and go I've seen it all, I'm a raven in the snow I have watched the seekers searching for their gold The rape of the land, generations unfold Nations of the world, their rise and their fall I've watched it all, I'm a raven in the snow I have heard the crying, wailing in the wind Empty words and broken promises, time and time again Song of the sparrow, call of the crow Echo in the mountain and the valley's below The scarecrow and the hunter, can't keep me away The winter winds a blowin' couldn't lead me astray You can separate the flock still my colors would show I will stand out, like a raven in the snow |
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| 8. |
| 3:56 |
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Garbage fires, worn out tires
Dull jackknives, broken lives Starts and stops, at old pawn shops Boys first fish, drunkards wish Thoughts of war, behind a motel door Strangers touch, on a broken crutch Old man sing under an eagles wing Cigarette spark, stray dog bark... As long as the grasses grow And the four winds blow I feel your prayers from home In this Pile of Stones Old bike frames, the candles flame High school dances, never had a chance Fly off in a rage, like a bird in a cage Baptized in the water, death of my father Sun goes down, on this part of town Boxers fist, junkies wrist Deserted tracks, I ain't goin back Buffalo bones, old grave stones As long as the grasses grow, And the four winds blow I feel your prayers from home In this Pile of Stones, stones, stones... |
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| 9. |
| 5:04 |
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| 10. |
| 2:58 |
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Every word that you have spoken
And the promises you made All the laws that you have broken Some days these debts must be repaid Every stone will be turned over Anmd we will see your ugly past You stole the land you'll never own her These evil ways they will not last Someday their souls will be set free And their voices will be heard As far as every eye can see They will have the final word For every weed in every garden And all the crops that ever died While you were full and they were starvin', My children will not de denied Every fire that you have started Every fist you threw my way For all the families you have parted The innocent will have their day. Someday their sould will be set free And their voices will be heard As far as I can see They will have the final word |
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| 11. |
| 4:19 |
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The skies are blue, but I still hear thunder
The skies are clear, but there's lightning under my skin It's gonna rain again, and when the rains come down I'll be on that road again Warriors will ride. On their painted horses Blessed by the wind And the unseen forces above They will ride on as one They will brave the storm Till the rains are over and done Ride on crazy horse Take me to the hills Beyond the battle, where the waters are still Where it's so quiet you can hear the children run Far away from the sound of the gun These are the feathers of a golded eagle These are the feathers of an ancient people You must, you must set my people free Never hold me down, for the eagle must fly free Warriors will ride on their painted horses Bless by the wind and the unseen forces above They will ride on as one They will brave the storm Till the rains are over and done |
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| 12. |
| 3:30 |
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You speak to me through a broken window
You are alive in an old oak tree You hold me close when the winter wind blows I hear your footsteps on the street I feel your prsence in the early mornin' I dream of you in the darkest nite You call to me without a warning I see your face in the fires lite This kind of love you cannot hold This kind of love it has no shame This kind of love is never old This kind of love you cannot hold This kind of love you cannot tame You found a way through all my secrets And made my proud defences fall This kind of love it has no distance This kind of love it knows no walls This kind of love you cannot hold This kind of love it has no shame This kind of love is never old This kind of love you cannot hold This kind of love you cannot tame Repeat: This kind of love is without blame |
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| 13. |
| 4:13 |
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