You can force it but it will not come You can taste it but it will not form You can crush it but it's always here You can crush it but it's always near Chasing you home Saying Everything is broken Everyone is broken You can force it but it will stay stung You can crush it as dry as a bone You can walk it home straight from school You can kiss it, you can break all the rules All of the rules But still Everything is broken Everyone is broken Everyone is, everyone is broken Everyone is, everything is broken

Will I see you there when that final trumpet blows? Will I see you there when that final trumpet blows? If I don't see you there, I will run a comb through my hair And I will wait, I will wait, I will wait Will you walk on in when the angel summons you? Will you walk on in when the angel summons you? If I don't see you go, I will let the minions flow And I will wait, I will wait, I will wait Down in Dealey Plaza, the tourists mill about Down in Dealey Plaza, the tourists mill about And I am far from where we live, and I have not learned how to forgive But I will wait, I will wait, I will wait

Sitting here wishing on a cement floor Just wishing that I had just something you wore I put it on when I grow lonely Will you take off your dress and send it to me? I miss your kiss and then I miss your head And a letter in your writing doesn't mean you're not dead Run outside in the desert heat Make your dress all wet then send it to me I miss your soup and I miss your bread And a letter in your writing doesn't mean you're not dead So spill your breakfast and drip your wine Just wear that dress when you dine Sitting here wishing on a cement floor Just wishing that I had just something you wore Bloody your hands on a cactus tree Wipe it on your dress and send it to me Sitting here wishing on a cement floor Just wishing that I had just something you wore

Mojique sees his village from a nearby hill Mojique thinks of days before Americans came He serves the foreigners in growing numbers He sees the foreigners in fancy houses He dreams of days that he can still remember, now Mojique holds a package in his quivering hands Mojique sends the package to the American man Softly he glides along the streets and alleys Up comes the wind that makes them run for cover He feels the time is surely now or never, more The wind in my heart, the wind in my heart The dust in my head, the dust in my head The wind in my heart, the wind in my heart come to Drive them away, drive them away Mojique buys his equipment in the market place Mojique plants devices through the Free Trade Zone He feels the wind is lifting up his people He calls the wind to guide him on his mission He knows his friend, the wind, is always standing by Mojique smells the wind that comes from far away Mojique waits for news in a quiet place He feels the presence of the wind around him He feels the power of the past behind him He has the knowledge of the wind to guide him on The wind in my heart, the wind in my heart The dust in my head, the dust in my head The wind in my heart, the wind in my heart (Come to) Drive them away, drive them away

Catch a boat to England, baby Maybe to Spain Wherever I have gone Wherever I've been and gone Wherever I have gone The blues are all the same Send out for whisky, baby Send out for gin Me and room service, honey Me and room service, babe Me and room service Well, we're living a life of sin When I'm not drinking, baby You are on my mind When I'm not sleeping, honey When I ain't sleeping, mama When I'm not sleeping You know you'll find me crying Try another city, baby Another town Wherever I have gone Wherever I've been and gone Wherever I have gone The blues come following down Living is a gamble, baby Loving's much the same Wherever I have played Whenever I've thrown them dice Wherever I have played The blues have run the game Maybe tomorrow, honey Someplace down the line I'll wake up older So much older, mama I'll wake up older And I'll just stop all my tryin' Catch a boat to England, baby Maybe to Spain Wherever I have gone Wherever I've been and gone Wherever I have gone The blues are all the same

Well my friends are gone and my hair is grey I ache in the places where I used to play And I'm crazy for love but I'm not coming on I'm just paying my rent every day In the Tower of Song I said to Hank Williams, ''How lonely does it get?'' Hank Williams hasn't answered yet But I hear him coughing all night long Oh, a hundred floors above me In the Tower of Song I was born like this, I had no choice I was born with the gift of a golden voice And twenty-seven angels from the Great Beyond They tied me to this table right here In the Tower of Song So you can stick your little pins in that voodoo doll I'm very sorry, baby, doesn't look like me at all I'm standing by the window where the light is strong Ah they don't let a woman kill you Not in the Tower of Song Now you can say that I've grown bitter but of this you may be sure The rich have got their channels in the bedrooms of the poor And there's a mighty judgement coming, but I may be wrong You see, you hear these funny voices In the Tower of Song I see you standing on the other side I don't know how the river got so wide I loved you baby, way back when And all the bridges are burning that we might have crossed But I feel so close to everything that we lost We'll never, we'll never have to lose it again Now I bid you farewell, I don't know when I'll be back There moving us tomorrow to that tower down the track But you'll be hearing from me baby, long after I'm gone I'll be speaking to you sweetly from a window In the Tower of Song Yeah my friends are gone and my hair is grey I ache in the places where I used to play And I'm crazy for love but I'm not coming on I'm just paying my rent every day In the Tower of Song