I grew up on the Indiana side of Chicago With the rusty steel mills belching in the westward wind I watched Mom and Dad trying to clean their sorrow With
Take the skeleton from the closet Shake the dust off of his bones Tonight we?ll have confession Of all that we?ve done wrong Let?s hear every crime you
Sally took a ride with my kid brother Made her sister swear that she wouldn?t tell her mother Drove to the desert, got a room with a pool outside And
Look at the hand that made the steel That raised the kids, that shouldered the wheel And taught a man how not to feel | At six o?clock in the morning
I can feel it when the wind blows Stealing leaves out of their trees It?s a moment full of mystery Summer?s last breath before the freeze But the change
It?s been rainy and windy for seven days straight I?ve been going to bed early and getting up late I look out my window and it?s one shade of gray My
I walked into the lounge of the Windsor Arms Hotel Where a band was playing Fifties songs The ones we know so well And they played just like the record
We walked all night in the pouring rain Made the coast by morning Found an old abandoned carnival by the sea There were no seats on the ferris wheel And
Dad never started drinking ?til he was thirty-five And once he found the power He made up for his lost time Go outside and catch a cricket, then unplug
She was found in her bedroom with a note on the wall Saying take me or leave me, it don't matter now at all Her passing made the papers though there weren
Rise up Lazarus, get out of that grave Rise and shine Lazarus, clean up and get a shave Martha is weeping, she's been gnashing her teeth Can't you hear
She's the sweetest when she's sleeping I've watched her many times She'll wake up and she'll catch me Looking straight into her eyes But she never seems
When There's No One Around This is the song that nobody knows I couldn't begin to describe how it goes But it makes me cry and laugh right out loud It
I was born and raised in my father's house Can catching rain in the kitchen He said a good song never comes to those who chase It comes to those who listen
Dancin in the living room, cuttin' up a rug Dancin' with a baby looks more like a hug Livin' in a house made of saw mill wood Roll Over Beethoven never
We had a fight And I walked the street for hours When I returned she was sleeping on the floor So I entered her dream As a double-headed eagle One head
Now I'm making payments on my father's house I've patched up the holes in the ceiling And he's moved out west to live with the best With a restless heart
Head south in the morning, just take off with no warning Tell your boss you need a change of scene Head south if you're feeling your homesick heart is
