'Cause the play's too long to take too somberly and it's too short to be a comedyīut oh in the twilight before the dawning the sun sets beautiful There's an actress who lives next door and when she's on stage it's kind of like a warīut she won't blame anybody for the way it is and she wonders how she'll feel when the show ends There's a doctor with a scalpel in his hand and he cuts the hearts and wallets of each rich and poor manĪnd he wants to quarantine the tragedy from life The well of words he's dug so deep he can't get outĪnd the weight of his message pulls the corners of his mouthĪnd he says oh it's hard to take life lightly when you have time to look around His words are fairly simple but to him they sound sweetĪnd the marrow of life is what he writes about There's a destitute poet who lives down the street Someday when he's older he wants to be a star but for now all hisĪnd he's happy cause life is ahead of him now baker owns a grocery store where he's worked for a few decades or more and he tells all his patrons his stories and gives advice and he wishes them all a good lifeĪnd oh in the twilight before the dawning the sun sets beautifulĪnd oh the moon is rising I swear it's smiling it'll turn your frown upside down Potter has a house on the corner where she sits and polishes her old silver platesĪnd she rocks in her chair alone singing songs of old and she wonders where did the time go The other has learned to separate its wants from needsĪs I look into your face I see hope and not disgraceĪnd strength that carries you along the rugged road you travel onĪnd as we go our separate ways you can be sure that I have changed What one yearns for it never seems to reach One is weaker, but it's spirit soars higher
Two eagles fly free but their patterns are not the same I'd look up to the sky and see it's just the same but brighter When I would get lonely and feel like a foreigner I can't explain why I came to this distant land The wind brings dust instead of rain brought with thunderĪnd as I hold your dirty hand all that I can say to you In the night the roosters crow with hunger Thin strips of farm land fight it out with the farmers They're there to protect or entrap the ones inside The backdrop of mountains cuts into the sky You bring short laughter for such a small feeĪnd I don’t have enough porcelain and wine The road is turning someone’s got to turn it back around Maybe in time we’ll see all the good in little things They’re blinded by the quiet trap of greed With every striving plan they still can’t see He said I knew him and that he knew me more Their smiles were quick then they were no moreĭon’t see the rainbow right before their eyesĪnd to the conscience who speaks his mind
Too bad you’ve never tried it then you’d realize it’s not yours to haveĮveryone needs to get a chance to hear the owls speak their wisdom at nightĮveryone needs to witness coyotes that fill you with fright He said you white men don’t understand what it’s really like to live off the land The power of the sun and the moon and the tide and fate He went on to tell me never underestimate Take only what you need and leave the land as you found it You should hear the wind whisper its sad goodbyes You should see my mother’s tears too proud to well up in her eyes They soon took over the West and the EastĪlways making promises they couldn’t keepīuffalo gone land divided by train they won’t let us stay They went on to steal our freedom cause their own they couldn’t find White man after white man came over the hills that protected our lives No nightmare compared to what they brought our way
Of the day we saw wagons and suddenly knew He said I tell my tale from a different view Spoke of beginnings and endings and wars and lies
He was the chief of a native tribe and he