Standing Still

Well away from the city they carried my life I'd grown tired of the way that the day treats the night And no matter how far I ran No matter how far I ran Follow the railroad the only thing dry The path does narrow as Angela's eyes No matter how far I ran No matter how far I ran Oh may my soul be found Brother, Brother, Here's where I belong I was born by the water the wealth of the sea And infants awaken with ominous dreams And I traveled the world till the waltzin the streets No matter how far I ran Oh may my soul be found On the tail of a hurricane, the trick of the trade I stay angry at angels that stand in the way Who wore a halo of smoke from a passing train Now the seat at my table's been taken away I'm the same man now that I was when I changed See, the birth of a star is a death of it's fate. Rise up like the water and fall like the rain a lung Full of air from an oxygen tank Brother, Brother, Make my soul be found. Now Mother, Father, Oh here's where I belong Lay me down, and let my love live forever in this ground.