Standing Still - Reuben And The Dark

Well away from the city they carried my life

I’d grown tired of the way that the day treats the night

And no matter how far I ran

No matter how far I ran

Follow the railroad the only thing dry

The path does narrow as Angela’s eyes

No matter how far I ran

No matter how far I ran

Oh may my soul be found

Brother,

Brother,

Here’s where I belong

I was born by the water the wealth of the sea

And infants awaken with ominous dreams

And I traveled the world till the waltzin the streets

No matter how far I ran

Oh may my soul be found

On the tail of a hurricane, the trick of the trade

I stay angry at angels that stand in the way

Who wore a halo of smoke from a passing train

Now the seat at my table’s been taken away

I’m the same man now that I was when I changed

See, the birth of a star is a death of it’s fate.

Rise up like the water and fall like the rain a lung

full of air from an oxygen tank

Brother,

Brother,

Make my soul be found.

Now Mother,

Father,

Oh here’s where I belong

Lay me down, and let my love live forever in this ground.