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The Information Age (Part Two) Lyrics
I DON’T KNOW WHAT FREEDOM MEANS
I don’t know where I want to go
I don’t know where I want to be
There’s been a lot of talk of freedom
But I don’t know what freedom means
I don’t know what freedom means
I don’t know what freedom means
I TRIMMED MY BEARD TODAY
The length of my beard is all you need to know
If it’s trim I’m feeling happy, if it’s long I’m letting go
And there’s nothing you can tell me, and there’s nothing you can say
But honey let’s go out tonight
‘Cause I trimmed my beard today
I was worried for awhile there, I was aching and concerned
I’ve been down so many times now, you’d think I would have learned
That light comes after darkness and night will never stay
Now I’m standing in the sunshine
And I trimmed my beard today
There’s so much that I want now that I can never have
The ghosts I know for certain are burning through my past
There’s a woman that I love, there were women I’ve just known
One was simple, one was sacred, one was stupid as a stone
I was sleeping in the twilight when the light came shining through
There is magic in these mountains, there is work I have to do
There are demons in this desert, there are reasons I’m with you
I still never see it coming, it still makes me come alive
I’m a tease upon a tightrope, I can fool you half the time
If you catch me when I’m falling I’ll be tangled up and weird
And if you wonder how I’m doing take a gander at my beard
So the armored men are many and the change is slow to come
There is one thing I’m afraid of, there is death that has been done
In the end we’ll have to face it and I promise we will pay
But let it wait until tomorrow ‘cause I trimmed my beard today
Yeah, let it was until tomorrow ‘cause I trimmed my beard today
IN A DIFFERENT LIFE, IN A DIFFERENT TIME
In a different life, in a different time
She might be mine, she might be mine
In a different life, in a different time
She might be
She was standing alone by the stairs when I first saw her there
Eyes all crumpled and looking to the ground so I was careful
She was funny in a funny way
Kinda tired and kinda scared of what she might say
I still don’t know why I liked it that way
But I liked it that way
In a different life, in a different time
She might be mine, she might be mine
In a different life, in a different time
She might be
She stayed later than everyone else and I thought that was a good sign
Still we didn’t know how to cross that line
Why is it so hard for two people who want to to get alone with each other
With the door shut and the door locked
And the phones off
And no time at all until the morning light comes shining in
And wakes them up to the world they’re in and the lives they live
In a different life, in a different time
She might be mine, she might be mine
In a different life, in a different time
She might be
YOU GOTTA KEEP A SECRET
I just saw you looking here from way over there
You saw that I saw
You got nervous
There’s so much that you want
And so much you don’t know
I could show it to you
You would like it
Oh, we’ve been so good
We deserve to be a little bad
I won’t hurt you at all
Oh oh oh oh oh
You gotta keep a secret
Oh, night turns to daytime
And day just turns back to night
When it’s light I hide out
When it’s dark I’m alright
Oh oh oh oh oh
You gotta keep a secret
THINKING ABOUT THE BAD
I don’t know how to say this
I’m thinkin’ ‘bout the bad
I am thinking ‘bout the bad
Like teeth and wolves and whistles
Like fortunate arrest
I am thinking about the bad
And I wanna be an astronaut
I wanna be your friend
But I don’t know how to do this
And I don’t know how to end
I am thinkin’ ‘bout the bad
I tried to keep it simple
I tried to make it last
I am thinking ‘bout the bad
It’s so hard to move it forward
It’s so hard to get ahead
I am thinking ‘bout the bad
And I wanna be an astronaut
I wanna go where no one has gone before
But I’m standing with the dead now
I am standing in the past
I am thinkin’ ‘bout the bad
Ba ba do do do do
I am stuck in what I was now
I am stuck in what I had
I am thinkin’ ‘bout the bad
YOU BETTER BELIEVE SOMEBODY
You’re cynical and skeptical and poisoned by the news
You sold your heart, you broke your soul
There’s holes in both your shoes
You lost your sad direction and it wasn’t even funny
You better believe somebody, you better believe somebody
Republicans and Democrats and Independents too
Who’s playing them, who’s laying them
And who is paying who?
They’re lying if they’re talking, their dirty hands are bloody
You better believe somebody, you better believe somebody
The Christians and Muslims and the Buddhists and the Jews
They’re said so much for so long now, it’s hard to pick and choose
The truth becomes corroded, the meaning just gets muddy
You better believe somebody, you better believe somebody
You can’t escape the thunder, you wonder what is next
You hope to get the better of whatever happens next
Whatever happens next, you bet, you keep your fingers crossed
You cry because it hurts to lose and now you know you’ve lost
The sour turns to sweet my friend, sugar sweet like honey
You better believe somebody, you better believe somebody
Nothing last forever man, it’s stormy then it’s sunny
You better believe somebody, you better believe somebody
We can conquer mediocrity if we’re unimpressed by money
You better believe somebody, you better believe somebody
WEDDING DAY
You
You who were with me when the battle began
You watched it consume me ‘cause you know who I am
You slept there beside me when I couldn’t go on
When I was built like a bishop, but I moved like a pawn
Still
Still you were patient
Still
Still you were proud
I couldn’t say nothing and you
You spoke too loud
Then everyone noticed
Or ignored it and joked
It was not what you needed, but it was just what you hoped
Now I’ve seen all your secrets and I’ve read all your lists
And I was an idiot the first night we kissed
When there was no history
When there were no words
When we were atoms colliding in a blind universe
There was nobody else then
There was nothing to do
There was no one who mattered until there was you
I still never go back there
And I never think first
And I never surrender
And I never rehearse
I saw what I’m feelin’ if I know it won’t hurt
That’s why silence is honest in a thin summer skirt
It’s a thick winter curtain that hangs in the air
We know what it means, but we’re scared when it’s there
And I wanna tear my brain right out of my skull
I wanna rip it up and make sense of all
I wanna hear my heart right out of my chest
And squeeze it ‘till it splatters all over your dress
I wanna kill all the preachers who murdered my soul
I wanna punish the poets who filled it with holes
I wanna scream at the strangers who laugh as they pass
Who know all the questions, but don’t dare ask
I wanna jump from this building and drown in the sea
To be baptized again, to be able to breathe
I wanna talk to my demons and gather my ghosts
And tell them I’m grateful they’re always so close
‘Cause it’s them that I live with and it’s them I believe
When daylight is creeping and I start to bleed
It’s them that I cherish, it’s them that I need
It’s them that remind me to be careful with greed
I can only continue
So I will never be free
I don’t know when it started
What happened to me
I’m a priest on the dance floor
I’m a dog in the night
I’m atrocious and shameless when I’m beckoned to fight
Yes, it’s all in my making
Yes, it’s all in my mind
I can’t say that I’m lonely ‘cause it’s there all the time
It’s there all the time
It’s there all the time
It’s candle and elbows
It’s cotton and clay
It hangs all around on a wedding day
It hangs all around on a wedding day
I’M BEAUTIFUL
I met the devil, I looked into his mouth, I was hungry and anxious in the south
I have been close to heaven, I have been deep in hell
I fought my way out and now I’ve got a story to tell
Oh, I’ll be alright, I’ll be all good, I’ll be all there
One day, I know, I will go
I’ll be fine
I am not nothing, at all
I’m beautiful, I’m beautiful, I’m beautiful
She was an artist, that is what she said
I talked about her art and we got in the bed
But then, in the morning, I wanted to stay
She wanted me to leave and so I went away
Oh, and I rode through the hills and through the pines
Down to the water where the good people shine
I am not nothing, at all
I’m beautiful, I’m beautiful, I’m beautiful
I’m one in a zillion, I still know the score
But I can’t even count right anymore
I lost every battle for more than a year
When winter came I almost lost the war
I almost didn’t make it, but I did
And I went where I knew I’d be well
I wrestled with God and I fought the God of hell
I won and I’m not looking back
I’m beautiful, I’m beautiful, I’m beautiful
Once in awhile now, I still get upset
There are moments I regret
I always will regret them and I know
I won’t forget ‘em
But I know I must move on
And I know there’s a darkness after dawn
And there’s light after the darkness
Oh, I’ll be alright, I’ll be all good, I’ll be all there
One day, I know, I will go
I’ll be fine
I am not nothing, at all
I’m beautiful, I’m beautiful, I’m beautiful
I know how to get out and I know how to get in
And I know the different between greed and sin
Some men just justice
Some men just want rain
I think the secret is they’re both the same
THE INFORMATION AGE
That was disappointing
Started well, ended light
This is nothing new, of that I'm certain
Strong men rule and small men write
All for naught, all for naught
It's the information age
It's information
Struggle
Sweat and struggle
Since the the dawn of man
And woman, sweet women
Make it all worthwhile
Meanwhile we wait for men of hate
It's the information age
It's information
I know
You are concerned
But
I know
You don't know anything that matters
It's the information age
It's information
IT GETS BAD, BUT IT GETS BETTER
It gets bad, but it gets better
Call it craziness, call it weather
We can make it through if we laugh at it together
It gets bad, but it gets better
You got lost when your mom got sick
Prescription pills and therapists
Mom got worse, she didn’t make it
After years and years and hours and hours
You got to her grave with her favorite flowers
And you talk to her and she listens
Or you’ve had the worst of God and men
You’ve sworn you’ll never love again
You don’t have kids, your friends all do
You wonder what is wrong with you
While they’re stuck at home, you’re free to go
Save some cash and hit the road
Quit your job, you never know
Buy ticket someplace far
‘Cause it gets bad, but it gets better
Call it craziness, call it weather
We can make it through if we laugh at it together
It gets bad, but it gets better
Another politician making noise
Another bad guy hanging out with the bad boys
Lives destroyed and damage done
Bombs deployed and more to come
Poison in the earth and air
Men in charge who just don’t care
Men in charge with thinning hair
Soon they’ll all be dead
When the market crashed you had a big, bad loan
You lost your job, you lost your home
You washed up here alone and broken
Then you found a new place and a good gig too
With a better boss and more time for you
Last week in line you met someone new
There’s a lot eleven years can do
‘Cause it gets bad, but it gets better
Call it craziness, call it weather
We can make it through if we laugh at it together
It gets bad, but it gets better
Then it gets bad again, I know
The darkness comes and darkness grows
Sometimes the darkness never goes and goodness loses
But somewhere else it’s dawn again
And on and on, it never ends
Until the sun blows up in a big red ball and swallows us all
But even then it just might be we’re living in a different galaxy
We might get to watch it on our phones
All together and all alone
Rome rose up, Rome fell down
The Mayans lost to the Spanish crown
The Incans were the best around
The Spanish beat them too
Then Spain declined, then France declined
Then we all had a world war
Sixteen million lost and more
We swore we’d never do it again
Yes, world peace was the world goal
‘Till the Nazis came and they took control
Then the Nazis lost to the USA and the Russians
(Who saved the day)
But then Stalin really went to town
And the states were great unless your face was brown
There were super powers, atom bombs
The summer of love and Beatles songs
9/11, terrorists, no mention of Africa in any of this
A baby born, a baby missed, a funeral, a wedding kiss
‘Cause it gets bad, but it gets better
Call it craziness, call it weather
We can make it through if we laugh at it together
It gets bad, but it gets better
THE NEW PLACE
Come on up to the new place
It’s still got that new place smell
We’re still doin’ just as well
But it feels better
Come on up to the new place
It’s on the right side of town
We only get the right folks around
And it feels better
The last few years at the old place
I got stuck
I got stuck in my ways
But now that we’re here in the new place
I’m in a whole new phase
Hope held me hostage
And hijacked my heart
Sometimes it gets so dark
Staring at a screen
As if it counts for company
As if it could comfort me
A man needs a woman
So come on up to the new place
I’m not a grown up yet
I still take what I can get
But I do it better
Come on up to the new place
I’m ready to try again
A lover, a new best friend
And I’ll do it better
A man needs a woman
To have him and hold him
To touch him and scold him
To soften him up
A man needs a woman
Because the world of men
Is awful and angry
Is certain and sure
A man needs a woman
And he must believe her
And he has to hear her
He has to hear
A man needs a woman
TIME TO BE HERE NOW
I don’t like the girls in San Francisco
The girls in San Francisco don’t like me
Wherever I have talked about and travelled
Wherever I am going, I will be
I have been ferocious and forgetful
I have been so broken and so bored
Wherever I have been I’ll be again, love
I am wherever I am moving toward
I can give up, I can give up, I can give up on my dreams
Whatever I got, it was worth it
Whatever I thought it would be
Time to get over it, time to let it leave
Time to be here now, love
Time to be here now
Time to be here now
I wanna promise purpose and precision
I wanna promise poetry and prose
I wanna promise love will last forever
But it never has and everybody knows
After love what we have to capture
Lying in a stillness, soft and white
Patience in the chaos of creation
Silence in the seance of the night
I can give up, I can give up, I can give up on my dreams
Whatever I got, it was worth it
Whatever I thought it would be
Time to get over it, time to let it leave
Time to be here now, love
Time to be here now
Time to be here now
All words written by John Elliott 2021 (BMI).
The Information Age (Part One) Lyrics
AMERICANS
Americans
I’m scared of them
I’m wary of Americans
Their foes and friends are over them
They are wearing thin
The Americans
See them in suburban malls
On exit ramps, in hospital halls
Do not look close, do not ask why
Try to get home safe, kiss your kids goodnight
Children on their way to school
In a distant land under different rule
A bomb descends, kills all of them
And the bomb was made by Americans
Germany, 1933
A proud and free democracy
A loud man came, a loud man lied
We know what happened next
The loud man died
Empires rise and empires grow
Empires fight and empires slow
Empires fall and empires end
In the history books of Americans
THE INFORMATION AGE
That was disappointing
Started well, ended light
This is nothing new, of that I'm certain
Strong men rule and small men write
All for naught, all for naught
It's the information age
It's information
Struggle
Sweat and struggle
Since the the dawn of man
And woman, sweet women
Make it all worthwhile
Meanwhile we wait for men of hate
It's the information age
It's information
I know
You are concerned
But
I know
You don't know anything that matters
It's the information age
It's information
I’M AWAKE NOW
I fell in line, I got behind a loser
I didn’t fight, I didn’t care enough
The loser lost, the winner won
The show was much more fun
And on and on, on and on it goes
I’m tired of numbers, I’m tired of tries
I’m tired of over confident, arrogant guys
So much of what I needed I decided to disguise
I’m awake now
I’m awake now
I’m awake now
I’m awake now
I’m awake now
The times are not the same
I’m awake now
The sun is smothered over
I’m awake now
The trains have given up
I’m awake now
I’m helplessly in love
With all my fuckin’ up
I’m awake now
I still believe I’ll win
I’m awake now
I’m standing in the street
I’m awake now
With an endless enemy
And no one talks to me
I’m awake now
No one understands
I’m awake now
I’m not a simple man
I’m awake now
I’m so much more than what I am
On your stupid little screen
I’m awake now
Just a teenage magazine
I’m awake now
And the late talk show host
I’m awake now
Is far enough from the coast
That he knows what’s going on
I’m awake now
And he knows what’s adding up
I’m awake now
And he knows it’s not enough
I’m awake now
To be helplessly in love
But I stuck it out, I’ll stick it out, I’ll stay around
I like it here and she’s the best I’ve found
And when she leaves and when I leave
Our stories will agree
And on and on, on and on it goes
I DON’T KNOW WHAT FREEDOM MEANS
I don’t know where I want to go
I don’t know where I want to be
There’s been a lot of talk of freedom
But I don’t know what freedom means
I got a little bit of money
And I’m gonna make it count
It’s not enough to make a difference
But it’s enough to get me out
So I am gonna take it
And I am gonna run
Somewhere I have never been
Where I don’t know anyone
But that’s all I have
That’s all I have done
And I like where I am now
And I like what I’ve got
And I don’t have much at all
I want more now
I want so much more
But I don’t know where I want to go
I don’t know where I want to be
There’s been a lot of talk of freedom
But I don’t know what freedom means
I don’t know what freedom means
WHAT I’VE ALWAYS DONE
What I’ve always done is run
It doesn’t matter where or what from
I’ve lived so many lies, transformed the truth so many times
I don’t know why, I just know I don’t stick around
What I’ve always done is leave
I don’t beg and I don’t grieve
Then I think it through for years until the thoughts turn into tears
I don’t know why, I just know I don’t stick around
So many names I can’t recall
So much shame, so many walls
So many days and nights and love and lies erased by alcohol
What I’ve always done is go
It’s all I am, it’s all I know
I’ll find another place, another destiny to chase
I don’t know why, I just know I don’t stick around
PRESENT DAY OR 1492
All the pretty girls in Tulsa got me pretty well figured out
But I am not ashamed because I know what love’s about
We’re all crossed communications
Walkie-talkie telephones
I can feel it in my body, balls, and bones
When it ended, it was obvious
It was there beside my bed
Once it came to me like silence
Like a book I hadn’t read
There were bicycles and tricycles and unicycles flew
It was either present day or 1492
There were Incans who where thinkin’
There were mountains taught to move
There were Africans inside of them too
There were staircases and haircases and pottery and barns
All the men still had their weapons
All the women had their charms
There were highways, there were byways
There were miles and miles of road
Some went somewhere, some went nowhere
Some went to another road
And the roads went up the mountains where the horses couldn’t go
It was almost an advantage ‘till the guns began to glow
I imagine naked women, I imagine naked men
I imagine naken children crying, looking up at them
There was no way to avoid it, there was nothing they could to
It was either present day or 1492
Yeah when the fight began I’m sure they knew it meant that they were through
It was either present day or 1492
All the pretty girls in Tulsa got me pretty well figured out
But I am not ashamed because I know what love’s about
THINKING ABOUT THE BAD
I don’t know how to say this
I’m thinking about the bad
I am thinking about the bad
Like teeth and wolves and whistles
Like fortunate arrest
I am thinking about the bad
And it won’t be long ‘till the neighbors come
And the walls will hold together, I’ll be strong
I’m just trying to get a handle, I’m just trying to get along
I am thinking about the bad
Ba ba do do do do
I tried to keep it simple, I tried to make it last
I am thinking about the bad
It’s so hard to move it forward, it’s so hard to get ahead
I am thinking about the bad
And it won’t be long ‘till the neighbors come
And the walls will hold together, I’ll be strong
I am stuck in what I was now, I am stuck in what I had
I am thinking about the bad
Ba ba do do do do
And it won’t be long ‘till the neighbors come
And the walls will hold together, I’ll be strong
But I’m standing with the dead now, I am standing in the past
I am thinking about the bad
And I wanna be an astronaut
I wanna go where no one has gone before
But I’m standing with the dead now, I am standing in the past
I am thinking about the bad
SANCTUARY
I cannot know them, I can't understand
How it feels when your mother is ripped from your hands
How it feels to be trapped in a cage alone
So lost in the language and so far from home
I cannot know them, there's no way I can
I was born in a starlit and succulent land
I was born with a promise in my blood and my skin
Blind to my fortune and baptized in sin
Who am I to be so wealthy and so free?
They need a sanctuary
I cannot know them, I simply cannot
How it feels to be hungry when food can't be bought
To be tired and terrorized with no place to go
I can't understand, I can't ever know
I was a child in my own sunlit room
The windows were open, the world was in bloom
Summers with my sister and the neighbors
Just runnin' on the grass so green between our toes
Who am I to be so wealthy and so free?
They need a sanctuary
I know I won the lottery
I know I won the lottery before I could even breathe
But I cannot know them, I can't understand
How they're told that they're different
So they know that they're different
How they grow feeling different
How it's kill or be killed
I can't understand them
There's no way I will
YOU BETTER BELIEVE SOMEBODY
You’re cynical and skeptical and poisoned by the news
You sold your heart, you broke your soul
There’s holes in both your shoes
You lost your sad direction and it wasn’t even funny
You better believe somebody, you better believe somebody
Republicans and Democrats and Independents too
Who’s playing them, who’s laying them
And who is paying who?
They’re lying if they’re talking, their dirty hands are bloody
You better believe somebody, you better believe somebody
The Christians and Muslims and the Buddhists and the Jews
They’re said so much for so long now, it’s hard to pick and choose
The truth becomes corroded, the meaning just gets muddy
You better believe somebody, you better believe somebody
You can’t escape the thunder, you wonder what is next
You hope to get the better of whatever happens next
Whatever happens next, you bet, you keep your fingers crossed
You cry because it hurts to lose and now you know you’ve lost
The sour turns to sweet my friend, sugar sweet like honey
You better believe somebody, you better believe somebody
Nothing last forever man, it’s stormy then it’s sunny
You better believe somebody, you better believe somebody
We can conquer mediocrity if we’re unimpressed by money
You better believe somebody, you better believe somebody
FLAGS TRANSFORM
There is a lot of talk about flags
What is your flag?
Have you a flag?
Where is your flag?
Rainbows and swastikas, stars and bars
There are a lot of flags
In Germany now they don’t fly their flag
It’s wrong somehow, it feels wrong
When I was a young man I went to London
And when I came home I bought a flag
An American flag
And I hung it on my wall
History is written by men with degrees and money on trees
And the people they know and the places they go
And the news they read and their media feed
Is curated and captioned and quoted and wrong
And right sometimes too, and right sometimes too
But in all of those hours, in all of that time
So few thought to question the party line
What’s new becomes old and what’s old becomes cool
And what’s cool becomes lame
That’s how it goes, it always has
I’m not gonna change
I’m not gonna change
I’m not gonna change
I’m gonna transform
We can transform
I’m gonna transform
We can transform
It’s a good day for freedom
It’s a good day for love
There is God in the future
There is sunlight above
There are still friends around me
There are friends lost at sea
Friends are buried below me
Friends are buried in dreams
And the lovers I carried
I know they carried me
And my mother I carried
I know she carried me
So take time, take time to read the writing on the wall
Take time, take time to read the writing on the wall
TEXANS NOT FROM TEXAS
Never trust a Texan not from Texas
Texans not from Texas always talk
And the truth gets tangled up the more they do ‘till it’s no longer true
That’s why they had to run away to Texas
Poverty is poisonous and ancient
Poverty is evil in disguise
Poverty of money does not matter
But poverty of spirit leads to lies
And lies become repeated and recited
Lies become endemic and believed
Lies become the gossip and the gospel
And lies become the truth eventually
So all the talk the talkers talk is worthless
And all the songs the singers sing decay
The truth the preachers preach will one day crumble
Into a punchline the poets learn to say
So i disavow the words i’ve said to everyone
An angry man should never be believed
A jealous man is worse and should be pitied
No one was born who was not first conceived
So I am born anew now and I promise
Silence to the talkers and their minions
Violence to the violent and their talkers
And nothing to the Texans not from Texas
NEVER SHOULD’VE LEFT
I am here for just the weekend
I am here and I won’t stay
I’m gonna die with my decisions
I’m gonna live another way
I had a room here by the water
I broke my heart, I broke my word
But I cared for her and cherished her
No matter what you’ve heard
Now the years have gone and we’ve moved on
And I’m not hers and she’s not mine
But I never should have left the first time
When you’re young you don’t know anything
But you’re sure you know it all
You don’t understand how money rules
And poor men end up small
Coward crashing in the hallways, in the corners, in the bars
In the attics, in the alleys, in apartments in the valleys
In the valleys where they wonder what is on the other side
And I never should have left the first time
There were days, sure there were days
Terrible, horrible, desperate days
In the maze, under the sun
Who has what, who gets on, who has lost, who has won?
In those days you should’ve seen me
In those days you should’ve seen me
You low life beggars of the underground
I know the talk that goes around
You low life liars of the underground
I know the walk that goes around
From high up on a hillside
Way behind, tucked up above
We were friends first and then lovers
With a blind, ferocious love
We were innocent in heart and mind
And we were innocent in age
Long before I learned to ruminate and radiate with rage
To rage for what is lost and what can never be again
For friendships married off and all the love affairs that end
For the cancer that robbed her and those years inside a cage
For the cars still creeping, weeping, crawling endless through the haze
From my nowhere nothing corner
And my sad and muddled mind
I know I never should have left the first time
No, I never should have left the first time
All words written by John Elliott 2020 (BMI).