Cry Love - CDS|
Producer: Don Smith
All songs written by John Hiatt. |
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The Other Side

I was looking for an easy way out
From this darkness inside of me
For somebody who knew what it was about
Someone who could clearly see
My grandfather n' my grandmother
Someone who's been here before
Walked on by through the heart of darkness
Come and hear me open up this door
CHORUS:
Wanna take that ride to the other side
I wanna take that ride to the other side
Give your advice from the other side
I wanna take that ride to the other side
I've been roaming the allies and backstreets
Looking for my family
But to my hunger and shame and degradation
The past went away from me
Like my father before me had written
The little that he left behind
Men lie, men may die
Goodbye, John, that love is blind
CHORUS
Mama how can I ever forgive ya
for leaving me here all alone
The only thing I can do is outlive ya
Past the grave that you call home
Through the eyes of my own children
They view the world as what they see
'til my bones are dust on the windows
The breath of life blowing constantly
CHORUS
Twenty One

Sometimes I don't even move a muscle
Baby when you lie awake at night
TWENTY-ONE
Was at night when they called the little sheppard boy
made him leave his sheep
Was a night wind howling on a wild dog growling
Or a bird that flew all he never knew
Were doing to his darkest sleep
When the snow played a trick on the little sheppard boy
Must've drove him blind
From the wildest while to the night of knives
'Til they could not see what had come to be
all the lovers that he leave behind
CHORUS:
Twenty one - His eyes were glowing
Who gave him the gun his guts were showing
Setting sun, we wanna know, where did he go
'Cause he was gonna lead us all outta this wilderness
Was that too much to ask
His sister and his brother his father and his mother
And if we sentence him to a chance so slim
that he had to wear his own death mask
By his own hand he died the little sheppard boy
no one there to blame
But he will carry the burden of the lie that he left hurting
No one heard the shot but believe it or not
Nothing's ever gonna be the same
CHORUS
Thirty years ago it happened I ain't over it yet
The love of a poor thing was lost but you never forget
I try to imagine the sound of his voice
or what he might have said to himself when he made that choice
CHORUS