The Observable Universe

Sorry, I'm late with this; midterms are eating my brain. I've got two songs from the illustrious Jeffrey Foucault (http://www.jeffreyfoucault.com).

Wild Waste and Welter (http://www.jeffreyfoucault.com/AcousticCafe_WildWasteandWelter.mp3)
Honey leave the lights down
There’s killers on the road
Going door to door
With lamp black eyes
And the number on your soul

They’re painting down the doorposts
With the darkness of the lamb
And the instruments of mercy
Are foreign to their hands

The sleeper trains go rocking
Through the catalogue of night
The darkness by arrangement
The engine out of sight

And sleepfast all the poor ones
The old ones and the young
Know the scenery is everything
Inside the barrel of a gun

Chorus:
It’s all wild waste and welter
Come singing to the bone
No one can give you shelter
From the one thing that you own

They throw tickertape on Main St.
There’s a hero in every car
Singing, "Down with the traitor,
Up with the star!"

They line up to take the sacrament
When they hear the anthem sung
And the Scarecrow and the Tin Man
Place a memory on their tongues

Chorus

But who will pay to garrison
This city on a hill?
Who’s left to play the audience
When everyone’s a shill?

Every dream is born in waking
Every liar with the truth
The acorn fells the oak tree
Blood is the only proof

So Honey leave the lights down
Until I find the door
The truth is like a pearl
Beneath my tongue
But I can’t use it anymore.

And the second one:

Dove and the Waterline (http://www.jeffreyfoucault.com/JeffreyFoucault_DoveandtheWaterline.mp3)
I wrote you a song from under the sky
From the field where the snow fell down
And the town threw up its light
Against the clouds into the night
Like a wall to keep the flood from bearing down

And I said hello can you help me
Do you know
What I'm doing can you tell me
Where I'm bound
The stars all have names
And the angels have the same
But I'm lost and so much want
To be found

I wrote you a prayer from inside the walls
Of this country where the cold wind blows
And a storm into the sea
Rang out against man's every plea
To rouse my soul and steal my body down below

And I said hello can you help me
Do you know
What I'm doing can you tell me
Where I'm bound
I'm cast away
Into the deep and compassed there
No soul to keep
Afire and to the water burning down

And I said hello can you help me
Do you know
What I'm doing can you tell me
Where I'm bound
The stars all have names
And the angels have the same
But I'm lost and I so much want
To be found.