from Pilgrim Village by Tobin James Mueller |
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Let the sun shine out from your eyes while the moon is on your skin. What did you father say? What did your father say about this? Island party. Island party. Island party. Island party, yeah. Barefoot, dancing round the world, youre... Barefoot, dancing round the world, youre... Barefoot, dancing round the world, youre... Barefoot, dancing all night long. What did you father say about parties, drinks, and men like this? What did your father say about you? The sun is still in your eyes. The moon is on your skin. The sun it still in your eyes but the moon is on your skin. You came to lose your count of days, your count of fears, your count of nights. But now youve lost your count of drinks, your count of boys, your count of blurring lights. Lets get lost in the jungle, find a place to just unwind. Let the rules unravel. You came here to travel so lets go see what theres to find. What did you father say? What did you father say? You say you remember the stars. You say you remember the mud that stained your hands. You say you remember your heart, The sound of your pulse as it kept you alive. Kept you alive. Forget all the hands that held you down. Forget all the scars that tie you to the ground. I know my heart still beats. I know my heart still beats. |
On your skin. On your skin. On your skin. On your skin. Our father who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name. Holy Mary, mother of God, pray for us, sinners, now, and at the hour of our death... Maketh me to lie down in green pastures. Leadeth me beside still waters. Restoreth my soul. |
© 2004-5 Tobin James Mueller
feature: Thor Oliverson (acoustic bass); Sal Giorgianni (flute); Carl Fischer (trumpet) |