I left my anger in a river running highway 5
new hampshire, vermont, bordered by
college farms, hubcaps, and falling rocks
voices in the woods and the mountaintops
I used to search for reservations and native lands
before i realized everywhere i stand
there have tribal feet running wild as fire
some past life sister of my desire
Jonas and ezekial hear me now
steady now and donand't come out
iand'm not ready for the dead to show itand's face
whose turn is it anyway?
anyway?
Now when i was young my people taught me well
give back what you take or youand'll go to hell
itand's not the deviland's land, you know itand's not that kind
every devil i meet becomes a friend of mine
every devil i meet is an angel in disguise
Jonas and ezekial hear me now
steady now and donand't come out
iand'm not ready for the dead to show itand's face
whose angel are you anyway?
White - chain - rope - fear
(hush my darling)
be still my dear
A bullet in the head, now heand's dead
a friend of a friend, someone said
he was an activist with a very short life
i think thereand's a lesson here - he died without a fight
In the war over land where the world began
prophecies say itand's where the world will end
but thereand's a tremor growing in our backyard
fear in our heads, fear in our hearts
prophets in the graveyard
Jonas and ezekial hear me now
steady now and donand't come out
iand'm not ready for the dead to show itand's face
whose turn is it anyway?
Jonas and ezekial hear me now
steady now i feel your ghost about
iand'm not ready for the dead to show itand's face
whose angel are you anyway?
I said thereand's prophets in the graveyard
(now i walk in beauty)
prophets in the graveyard
(beauty is before me)
prophets in the graveyard
(beauty is behind me)
(above and below me)