Looking East 1996 Looking East | The Barricades Of Heaven | Some Bridges | Information Wars | I'm The Cat | Culver Moon | Baby How Long | Niño | Alive In The World | It Is One Looking East Standing in the ocean with the sun burning low in the west Like a fire in the cavernous darkness at the heart of the beast With my beliefs and possessions, stopped at the frontier in my chest At the edge of my country, my back to the sea, looking east Where the search for the truth is conducted with a wink and a nod And where power and position are equated with the grace of God These times are famine for the soul, while for the senses it’s a feast From the edge of my country, as far as you see, looking east Hunger in the midnight, hunger at the stroke of noon Hunger in the mansion, hunger in the rented room Hunger on the TV, hunger on the printed page And there’s a God-sized hunger underneath the laughing and the rage In the absence of light And the deepening night Where I wait for the sun Looking east How long have I left my mind to the powers that be? How long will it take to find the higher power moving in me? Power in the insect Power in the sea Power in the snow falling silently Power in the blossom Power in the stone Power in the song being sung alone Power in the wheat field Power in the rain Power in the sunlight and the hurricane Power in the silence Power in the flame Power in the sound of the lover’s name The power of the sunrise and the power of a prayer released On the edge of my country, I pray for the ones with the least Hunger in the midnight, hunger at the stroke of noon Hunger in the banquet, hunger in the bride and groom Hunger on the TV, hunger on the printed page And there’s a God-sized hunger underneath the questions of the age And an absence of light In the deepening night Where I wait for the sun Looking east By Jackson Browne, Jeff Young, Kevin McCormick, Scott Thurston, Mark Goldenberg, Mauricio Lewak, Luis Conte © 1996 Swallow Turn Music, Glad Brad Music, Inc., Eye Cue Music, adm. by Almo Music Corp, Bateria Music, Irague Music, ASCAP / Neurp Songs, Faux Music, Longitude Music Co., all rights on behalf of Faux Music, adm. by Longitude Music Co. BMI All Rights Reserved The Barricades Of Heaven Running down around the towns along the shore When I was sixteen and on my own No, I couldn’t tell you what the hell those brakes were for I was just trying to hear my song Jimmy found his own sweet sound and won that free guitar We’d all get in the van and play Life became the Paradox, the Bear, the Rouge et Noir And the stretch of road running to L.A. Pages turning Pages we were years from learning Straight into the night our hearts were flung Better bring your own redemption when you come To the barricades of Heaven where I’m from All the world was shining from those hills The stars above and the lights below Among those there to test their fortunes and their wills I lost track of the score long ago Pages turning Pages we were years from learning Straight into the night our hearts were flung Better bring your own redemption when you come To the barricades of Heaven where I’m from Childhood comes for me at night Voices of my friends Your face bathing me in light Hope that never ends Pages turning Pages torn and pages burning Faded pages, open in the sun Better bring your own redemption when you come To the barricades of Heaven where I’m from. Better bring your own redemption when you come To the barricades of Heaven where I’m from By Jackson Browne, Jeff Young, Kevin McCormick, Scott Thurston, Mark Goldenberg, Mauricio Lewak, Luis Conte © 1996 Swallow Turn Music, Glad Brad Music, Inc., Eye Cue Music, adm. by Almo Music Corp, Bateria Music, Irague Music, ASCAP / Neurp Songs, Faux Music, Longitude Music Co., all rights on behalf of Faux Music, adm. by Longitude Music Co. BMI All Rights Reserved Some Bridges Every day I walk out in this torn up world And I fight to survive I'm laughing when I make it to the Saturday And I'm alive Carrying your smile with me Carrying your smile with me Everywhere I look I see this world slipping down That low road, day by day And I just go on working for the things I need And making my own way Carrying your smile with me Carrying your smile with me Take a walk on the troubled side of this old town Take a walk on the broken streets and the buildings falling down Look at all these kids with nothing but trouble in their eyes Trouble in their future, trouble in their lives Some bridges are falling down Some bridges are still around Take a walk on the shaded uptown avenue Some people are doing well no matter how they do And I know there's more to life than what you own But I see so many good things, things I've never known Some bridges are falling down Some bridges are still around Every night I listen to the sound of the street Lying in my bed I love to see the dreams that are dancing there In the light above your head And sometimes I get so weary And when hope is caving in You fill me with your love and your laughter, Baby Until I get back up again Carrying your smile with me Take a walk on the streets of this divided town Carrying your smile with me Take a walk on the smoking edge of the battleground Carrying your smile with me Take a look at the situation The poverty and the desperation Take the time for the realization Every day I'm Take a walk in the daylight Carrying your smile with me Some bridges are falling down Carrying your smile with me Some bridges are still around By Jackson Browne, Jeff Young, Kevin McCormick, Scott Thurston, Mark Goldenberg, Mauricio Lewak, Luis Conte © 1996 Swallow Turn Music, Glad Brad Music, Inc., Eye Cue Music, adm. by Almo Music Corp, Bateria Music, Irague Music, ASCAP / Neurp Songs, Faux Music, Longitude Music Co., all rights on behalf of Faux Music, adm. by Longitude Music Co. BMI All Rights Reserved Information Wars Give us twenty minutes and we'll give you the world We bring good things to life The news you need from people you can count on Doing what we do best The heartbeat of America Your true voice You're in good hands Now more than ever before And in the flickering light and the comforting glow You get the world every night as a TV show The latest spin on the shit we're in, blow by blow And the more you watch, the less you know Beyond the hundred million darkened living rooms Out where the human ocean roars Into the failing light, the generations go Heading for the information wars Do people really spend millions upon millions To make us think we care about the planet At the same time polluting and looting the only world we've got So they can maximize their profit? People do. The heartbeat of America Your true voice For the life of your business It's everywhere you want to be And there's a front row seat for the precious few The latest war as a pay-per-view Famine and disaster right in front of you And the more you watch, the less you do Beyond the hundred million darkened living rooms Out where the human ocean roars Into the failing light, the generations go Heading for the information wars By Jackson Browne, Jeff Cohen, Jeff Young, Kevin McCormick, Scott Thurston, Mark Goldenberg, Mauricio Lewak, Luis Conte © 1996 Swallow Turn Music, Glad Brad Music, Inc., Eye Cue Music, adm. by Almo Music Corp, Bateria Music, Irague Music, ASCAP / Neurp Songs, Faux Music, Longitude Music Co., all rights on behalf of Faux Music, adm. by Longitude Music Co. BMI All Rights Reserved I'm The Cat Baby, I'm around you enough to know when you're coming down And I am there with a smile, prepared to bring you around You're thinking that you've got me trained I'm aware of that But when you need your outlook changed Baby, I'm the cat Baby, I'm allowed to be late when I'm coming home You know I'll be there when I want to And you let me roam You think you've got me figured out I don't know about that But when you want to twist and shout Baby, I'm the cat Baby, I might not be all that Your fortune cookie promised you But I will do I'm the cat Baby I Baby I'm the cat Oh yeah, Baby I'm the cat Baby, I'm in love with the way you scratch my back You've got the only thing I want And that's a fact And when sometimes we disagree You take me to the mat But when I get you spinning free Baby I'm the cat Baby, I might not be all that The gypsy woman prophesized But be advised I'm the cat Baby I might not be all that Your Magic 8 Ball said I'd be But you will see I'm the cat Baby I Baby I'm the cat Oh yeah, Baby I'm the cat By Jackson Browne, Jeff Young, Kevin McCormick, Scott Thurston, Mark Goldenberg, Mauricio Lewak, Luis Conte © 1996 Swallow Turn Music, Glad Brad Music, Inc., Eye Cue Music, adm. by Almo Music Corp, Bateria Music, Irague Music, ASCAP / Neurp Songs, Faux Music, Longitude Music Co., all rights on behalf of Faux Music, adm. by Longitude Music Co. BMI All Rights Reserved Culver Moon I live in a small town, deep in LA About five miles north of where the Lakers play Everybody here's from some place else Working all together just like Santa's elves Baby, Culver me and I'll Culver you When the streets are shining with the smoggy dew When the lights are glowing with the mists of June And the whole world is lit up by the Culver Moon Baby don't worry 'bout Angelyne She ain't the prettiest thing I've ever seen Nothing she wears ever fits her right And her complexion is just a little too tight And the way she looks down from so high above Makes me think the poor child's never been in love Baby, Culver me and I'll Culver you When the streets are shining with the smoggy dew When the lights are glowing with the mists of June And the whole world is lit up by the Culver Moon Baby I'm going to love you 'til the stars come down 'Til they park their limos and they walk to town 'Til the LA river overflows its banks 'Til the whole alternative nation bows its knobby head in thanks 'Til the fish are jumping in Ballona Creek 'Til the earth is inherited by the meek Baby, Culver me and I'll Culver you When the streets are shining with the smoggy dew When the lights are glowing with the mists of June And the whole world is lit up by the Culver Moon Under the rainbow and behind Versailles From the aisles of Fedco to the 405 From MGM to Veteran's Park Way down at Chippendale's fumblin' in the dark Where the ghostly specter of Howard Hughes Hovers in the smoke of a thousand bar-b-ques Baby, Culver me and I'll Culver you When the streets are shining with the smoggy dew When the lights are glowing with the mists of June And the whole world is lit up by the Culver Moon By Jackson Browne, Jeff Young, Kevin McCormick, Scott Thurston, Mark Goldenberg, Mauricio Lewak, Luis Conte © 1996 Swallow Turn Music, Glad Brad Music, Inc., Eye Cue Music, adm. by Almo Music Corp, Bateria Music, Irague Music, ASCAP / Neurp Songs, Faux Music, Longitude Music Co., all rights on behalf of Faux Music, adm. by Longitude Music Co. BMI All Rights Reserved Baby How Long How long did you blind me baby how long? How long did you blind me baby how long? With your little girl laugh and your siren song Was I right about you girl or was I wrong? Was I right about you lyin' or was I wrong? You had another man lovin' you all along You said "Baby I love you, I wouldn't trade you in if I could" You said "Look at me baby, if I wanted to leave you I would" Yeah you had me hangin' on Every time while you were gone I believed you were hurryin' home to me, baby But you were never on time How long did you lie to me baby how long? How long did you lie to me baby how long? With your love light shut off and your runnin' light on You said "Baby I love you, I wouldn't trade you in if I could" You said "Look at me baby, if I wanted to leave you I would" Yeah you had me hangin' on Every time while you were gone I believed you were hurryin' home to me, baby But you were never on time How long did you blind me baby how long? How long did you blind me baby how long? With your little girl laugh and your siren song With your little girl laugh and your siren song Word and music by Jackson Browne © 1996 Swallow Turn Music ASCAP All Rights Reserved Niño Niño, walking around on Sunday Niño, just one more kid in LA With a hubcap and a stick in his hand In his own parade, leading the band His head in the sky, his feet nearly touching the sand Niño, three thousand miles away Niño, la familia stares at the bay Turning off Sunset Boulevard Playing the fence around somebody's yard Thinking of home and keeping tumbao on the hood of some car Niño, people will know you one day Niño, they're going to call you El Rey Niño de la playa y la ciudad Niño de las calles y la verdad El ritmo de tu pueblo se siente aquí Al canto de la tierra que vive en ti La magia de tu mano en el tambor Retumba aquí con alma y con sabor Y al toque de campanas al sonar Los angeles te guardan desde el mar With a hubcap and a stick in his hand In his own parade, leading the band His head in the sky, his feet nearly touching the sand of the homeland Niño, walking around in LA Niño, this will be your town one day [English translation of Spanish lyrics] Child of the beach and the city Child of the streets and of the truth The rhythm of your people is felt here To the song of the country that lives in you The magic of your hand on the drum Resonates here with soul and good feeling And at the strike of bells as they ring The angels guard you from the sea By Jackson Browne, Jorge Calderon, Jeff Young, Kevin McCormick, Scott Thurston, Mark Goldenberg, Mauricio Lewak, Luis Conte, Valerie Carter © 1996 Swallow Turn Music, Glad Brad Music, Inc., Eye Cue Music, adm. by Almo Music Corp, Bateria Music, Irague Music, River Honey Music, ASCAP / Googoplex Music, Neurp Songs, Faux Music, Longitude Music Co., all rights on behalf of Faux Music, adm. by Longitude Music Co. BMI All Rights Reserved Alive In The World I want to live in the world, not inside my head I want to live in the world, I want to stand and be counted With the hopeful and the willing With the open and the strong With the voices in the darkness Fashioning daylight out of song And the millions of lovers Alive in the world I want to live in the world, not behind some wall I want to live in the world, where I will hear if another voice should call To the prisoner inside me To the captive of my doubt Who among his fantasies harbors the dream of breaking out And taking his chances Alive in the world To open my eyes and wake up alive in the world To open my eyes and fully arrive in the world With its beauty and its cruelty With its heartbreak and its joy With it constantly giving birth to life and to forces that destroy And the infinite power of change Alive in the world To open my eyes and wake up alive in the world To open my eyes and fully arrive in the world To open my eyes and wake up alive in the world To open my eyes and fully arrive in the world Words and music by Jackson Browne © 1996 Swallow Turn Music ASCAP All Rights Reserved It Is One They shot a man into the sky The moon and stars became his bed He saw the sun rise seven times And when he came back down he said It is one, it is one One world spinning 'round the sun Wherever it is you call home Whatever country you come from It is one, it is one, it is one, it is one They shot a man if Africa At a time of rivalry and war He had some dreams of a good life But dreams aren't what they killed him for Now people stand themselves next to the righteous And they believe the things they say are true They speak in terms of what divides us To justify the violence they do But it is one, it is one One world spinning 'round the sun Wherever it is you call home Whatever country you come from It is one, it is one, it is one, it is one One - the deep blue ocean One - the endless sky One - the purple mountains One - you and I It's not a world of our own choosing We don'd decide where we are born This life is a battleground between right and wrong One way or other we are torn And people stand themselves next to the righteous And they believe the things they say are true And speak in terms of what divides us To justify the violence they do But it is one, it is one One world spinning 'round the sun Wherever it is you call home Whatever country you come from It is one, it is one, it is one, it is one It is one, it is one, it is one, it is one One - the purple mountains One - deep blue sea One - all of creation One - you and me By Jackson Browne, Jeff Young, Kevin McCormick, Scott Thurston, Mark Goldenberg, Mauricio Lewak, Luis Conte. Valerie Carter © 1996 Swallow Turn Music, Glad Brad Music, Inc., Eye Cue Music, adm. by Almo Music Corp, Bateria Music, Irague Music, ASCAP / Neurp Songs, Faux Music, Longitude Music Co., all rights on behalf of Faux Music, adm. by Longitude Music Co. BMI All Rights Reserved