Pastoral Hide & Seek

Underneath where nobody finds me
All the brothers are gone
I can see the passing refugees

Flowing

They are flowing

Nobody saw it get into my head
No, they can't find me
Calling loud in the dark ravine

Flowing

Oh, I'm flowing

Flowing back along the village river bed
As the water flows underneath my head

All the brothers have gone back overseas
Girlies pass me by
I had the meanest heart you've ever seen

Flowing

Oh I'm flowing

If I could crawl out of this yawning earth
Go find Suzy-Boo
We'd smoke gold in the dreamland too

Flowing

We are flowing

Flowing by my river to the sea
By my mean old spirit in the tree

I turned my face to the sound above
No, they can't see me
Old bones are just food for the trees

Flowing

Oh, I'm flowing

There was lies and fires in the hills
Down the living streets
Their smoke blows back my memories

Flowing

Oh, I'm flowing

Flowing down the river to the sea
Flowing mean old bones in the stream
If these old bones could ever sail a while
For an extra mile
They'd flow just like the river Nile

Flowing

They are flowing

If you din't look
You won't know
That outside it's not 4 AM
Those trucks won't be there
Around, around again

But, it is alright
It was just a night
And another way to turn your back
Your back on me,

Hearts, with love like water
Hearts, with love that goes
If you're gonna turn
Turn back on me

Eyes that sigh
In my sleep
Naked and black on the floor
You should cooperate
When I need love some more,

But, it is alright
Ever since the night
And another way to turn your back
Your back on me,

Hearts, with lonely sounds like
Hearts, with love that beats me so
If you're gonna go
Don't look at me

Hearts, like lovely burning
Fields, love that goes
If you're gonna go
Don't look at me

Hearts, with love like burning
Hearts, with love that goes
If you're gonna go
Don't look at me

Hearts, like lovely burning
Hearts, with love that beats me so
If you're gonna go
Go back! back! back! back! on me

Hearts, like lovely burning
Hearts, with love that goes
If you're gonna turn
Turn back! back! back! back! on me

Hearts

It's on their TV's
Weeping someone's babies
Sweet on USA street
Ancient soldiers sleep tonight

It's on their airwaves
Their burning flag waves
Ten thousand miles away
Matchstick people burning

Ever far away
Some brown people
Mother turns our light into the darkness

Another Country's Young beyond here
Another Country's Young
Pardon our charity, we want to kick our ideas to your head

and Another Country's Young is crying
And Another Country's Young is sleeping again

It's in their daydreams
Waking and sleeping
No more silent safety
No more disassociating themselves

no losing or winning
Hearts and minds are sleeping
No chance on USA street
Never get an inch to crawl

Ever far away
Flickering brown people
Mother turns our light into their darkness

Another Country's Young beyond here
Another Country's Young
Pardon our charity, we want to kick our ideas to your head

And Another Country's Young is crying
And Another Country's Young is weeping again

No chance on USA street
Easter Parade families
At the airport waiting
America's green junkies return

It's on their TV's
The mud people died today
But, we forgot them anyway
On someone else's time

Ever far away
The distance tears apart illumination
And screams out into darkness

Another Country's Young
Another Country's Young
Is bleeding again