Paroles:
America People In The Valley

waiting to find the night We stood long just waiting for the picture Looking at people to see what was right Soon came the people from over in the valley

waiting to find the night We stood long just waiting for the picture Looking at people to see what was right Soon came the people From over in the valley

zone every evening walk through the valley of death I'm still breathing Give a bit of life to your ethylene Thief in the night like America seen Coming

the zone every evening walk through the valley of death I'm still breathing Give a bit of life to your ethylene Thief in the night like America seen

There is no time to discuss or debate What is right, what is wrong for our people Time has run out for all those who wait With bent limbs and minds that

(inspired by the WTC disaster) yes, us people are just poems we're 90% metaphor with a leanness of meaning approaching hyper-distillation and once

people the missiles and warheads might not matter. To many people nuclear reality is too huge to contemplate, Yet for all people the reality looms constantly

country Look at yourself as a man The valley rings with ice-cream vans It's good to live in the country Leather soles stick on precinct flagstones Small up town Americas

else Oh it's the police (whew) I feel so much better I will show them, I have my ID So they know I am good people Even though I walk through the valley