Inside Job

(larry john mcnally)

For my wedding, i will dress in black
And never again will i look back
Ah, my dark angels we must part
For i've made a sanctuary of my heart

To want what i have
To take what i'm given with grace
For this i pray
On my wedding day

For my wedding, i don't want violins
Or sentimental songs about thick and thin
I want a moment of silence and a moment of prayer
For the love we'll need to make it in the world out there

To want what i have
To take what i'm given with grace
For this i pray
On my wedding day
On my wedding day

I dream, and my dreams are all glory and light
That's what i've wanted for my life
And if it hasn't always been that way
Well, i can dream and i can pray
On my wedding day

So what makes us any different from all the others
Who have tried and failed before us
Maybe nothing, maybe nothing at all
But i pray we're the lucky ones; i pray we never fall

To want what we have
To take what we're given with grace
For these things i pray
On my wedding day
On my wedding day

(don henley/mike campbell)

While you were sleeping
They came and took it all away
The lanes and the meadows
The places where you used to play

It was an inside job
By the well-connected
Your little protest
So merrily rejected

It was an inside job
Like it always is
Chalk it up to business as usual

While we are dreaming
This little island disappears
While you are looking the other way
They'll take your right to own your own ideas

And it's an inside job
Favors collected
Your trusted servants
Have left you unprotected

It was an inside job
Like it always is
Just chalk it up
To business as usual

You think that you're so smart
But you don't have a fucking clue
What those men up in the towers
Are doing to me and you
And they'll keep doin' it and doin' it
And doin' it and doin' it
And doin' it and doin' it
And doin' it and doin' it
Until we all wake up
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up

I know what i've done wrong
I am acquainted with the night
I know how hard it is
To always walk out in the light

And it's an inside job
To learn about forgiving
It's an inside job
To hang on to the joy of living

They know the road by which you came
They know your mother's maiden name
And what you had for breakfast
And what you've hidden in the mattress

Insect politics
Indifferent universe
Bang your head against the wall
But apathy is worse

It's an inside job
It's an inside job
It's an inside job
Yeh, yeah

It's an inside job
It's an inside job
It's an inside job
It's an inside job

It's an inside job
It's an inside job

(don henley/john corey)

I watch you sleeping
My weary heart rises up on wings
I hear your laughter
Something deep down inside me sings

Way down here in the land of cotton
You were born on a rainy day
Since then, sweet things long forgotten
They just keep flooding back my way

Oh child, i cannot tell you how the time just flies
But i have had my days of glory under sunny skies
These days, your bright dreams are all i want to see
Sleep tight, annabel
You can always count on me

In this cold world, folks will judge you
Though they don't know you at all
And i may not be there to catch you
Anytime that you might fall

But, you got my hard head
And your mother's grace
All the likeness of the loved ones right there in your face
And i know in the end you'll be who you will be

So sleep tight, annabel
You can always count on me

(don henley/stan lynch)

Maybe just a good night's sleep
Would have changed your troubled mind
From that rather permanent decision
So tragic, so unkind
Now, pain is what you've given
And sleep is what you'll get
So far away from that sweet baby child
Who hardly knew you yet

Now he'll grow up to be a fighter
Full of anger, full of shame
Like all the other haunted children
Who wonder why they came
And he'll be in and out of trouble
Until he stands up or he falls
But there will always be a shadow there
No matter how it goes
Damn it, rose

Is this another cryptic message
Or some kind of cosmic quiz
If there's a lesson to be learned from this
Well, i don't know what it is

You could have given us the finger
Much more constructively than that
Now i sit here with the mtv
And your bloated, burmese cat
We're being treated to the wisdom
Of some puffed up little fart
Doing exactly what i used to do

taking you home - (don henley/stan lynch/stuart brawley)

I had a good life
Before you came
I had my friends and my freedom
I had my name
Still there was sorrow and emptiness
'til you made me glad
Oh, in this love i found strength i never knew i had

1st chorus:
And this love
Is like nothing i have ever known
Take my hand, love
I'm taking you home
Taking you home

There were days, lonely days
When the world, wouldn't throw me a crumb, no no
But i kept on believing
That this day would come

And this love
Is like nothing i have ever known, no no baby
Take my hand love
I'm taking you home
I'm taking you, home
Where we can be with the ones who really care
Home, where we can grow together
Keep you in, my heart forever

Instrumental (keyboard)

2nd chorus:
Oh and this love
Is like nothing i have ever known, oh no no baby
Take my hand love
I'm taking you home

3rd chorus:
Oh this love
Is like nothing i have ever known, no no baby
Take my hand.
I

(don henley/stan lynch/jai winding/frank simes)

The rains have come early, they say
We're all gonna wash away
Well, that's all right with me
If heaven's torrent can wash clean
The arrogance that lies unseen
In the damage done since we have gone
Where we ought not to be
Goodbye to a river
Goodbye to a river
So long

Lakes and levees, dams and locks
They put that river in a box
It was running wild
And men must have control
We live our lives in starts and fits
We lose our wonder bit by bit
We condescend and in the end
We lose our very souls
Goodbye to a river
Goodbye to a river
So long

The dirty water washes down
Poisoning the common ground
Taking sins of farm and town
And bearing them away
The captains of industry
And their tools on the hill
They're killing everything divine
What will i tell this child of mine

(solo)
I make a church out of words
As the years dull my senses
And i try to hold on to the world that i knew
I struggle to cross generational fences
And the beauty that still remains

(don henley/stan lynch/jai winding)

A lot of things have happened
Since the last time we spoke
Some of them are funny
Some of 'em ain't no joke
And i trust you will forgive me
If i lay it on the line
I always thought you were a friend of mine

Sometimes i think about you
I wonder how you're doing now
And what you're going through

The last time i saw you
We were playing with fire
We were loaded with passion
And a burning desire
For every breath, for every day of living
And this is my thanksgiving

Now the trouble with you and me, my friend
Is the trouble with this nation
Too many blessings, too little appreciation
And i know that kind of notion