St. Gil and other songs

by Crave

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1.
This is the age of forgetting where parts and plans don't match and your stars to stripes are lax and falling down. time slips to stagnant and we forgive our haze with pills. you maintain yr Armies with yr babies and the people are ghosts the slippin' so urban, so fiction as your science keep churning to learn how to cope without heart. so, your city's not burning and your populace not warring but your justice is unseemly and your leaders are greedy and the game is building so we are disappearing and our comfort is slipping as our worldview is shrinking so, the pimp is the profit and your master is elated to see these angels dyin' dyin'
2.
If you won't let me be in this you at least grant me a walk along with you. see i've been searching for a place and like you, whispering at pixies perhaps we can get close placing all magic in the slight of your hand trying my best to be this man who does not falter that does not scare lets dazzle lovelorn let me play in your hair well my momma told us stories of a bliss so rare lets dazzle them moons let me play in your hair see my father was not so wise a cuss and liar what he was he was just for show just for passing through can't be that way can't be that way with you. let me move these mountains climb up your thigh let me play in your hair while i die in your eyes.
3.
My mama is a Pauper and my daddy's a coward my sister is an angel and my brother is the devil and i will kill the country that made us this way. she told me stories of the will to never bleed he said his whispers like a man in heat. My mama is a Pauper and my daddy's a coward my sister is an angel and i, i'm the devil. and i will kill the country that made us this way.
4.
All it took was one move one gesture and its out of frame so i hold stories to the roof of my mouth so i had secrets till there was nothing left and she heard whispers about the past i had and no telling what they knew all i need is one pause in the talking so i can show you these hands that you've made sincere. and i've had some lovers and maybe so have you and i've hurt some others and helped some too its never so black/white so out of frame always gray its useless to contest past regret for all it took was one slight detail so you can love me i want you to love me like i have nothing left to give
5.
that trouble, those songs the oooh walk soul the spitting and I've known Gil Scott and do come from a broken home. we were stacked, us three in a tiny bedroom she would move mountains if it meant survive where i heard you the first time. the dusty dubbed tape. "and the junky is a walking troubled, through the twilight. rest your weary bones." you going home now I'm on my way home. and Satan hears the calling tries to tempt the young for vanguard, ooh his vision is burden. and them lovers don't understand, all fall in they kill our heroes with the lure Narcotic ease the pain, that trouble this song of a way home. and who will sing for Gil Scott ooh, who will sing for those pieces of a man undone. "and the junky is a walking beauty in the twilight resting the weary bones you on the way on your way home."

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Recorded live in tribute to Gil Scott- Heron, a legendary figure across the world, and certainly an inspiration to us, here in Cleveland -where "home is where the hatred is".
rest yr weary bones.

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released July 1, 2011

written and performed by Crave
Chris Anderson, RA Washington
guest drummer - E.react

Recorded and mixed by Elijah Vazquez

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