Time The Conqueror 2008 Time The Conqueror | Off Of Wonderland | The Drums Of War | The Arms Of Night | Where Were You | Going Down To Cuba | Giving That Heaven Away | Live Nude Cabaret | Just Say Yeah | Far From The Arms Of Hunger Time The Conqueror Time on my side, a stowaway in the slipstream A time I could glide the shifting currents of my dream In my dream the singing was coming from the sky In my dream the sunlight was falling from one side And every blade of grass was casting its own shadow And every little bird was singing its own song Time in my mind, the past of least resistance The future almost blind, both in need of assistance In my mind the question: Sunrise or sunset? In my mind I'm certain: Nothing's certain yet With every grain of sand casting its own shadow And every ray of the sun flashing on the sea Time may heal all wounds But time will steal you blind Time the wheel, time the conqueror Time to decide what kind of world I believe in The world open wide, Or the world about to stop breathing In my world I'm standing just inside the door In my world I'm speaking into the ocean's roar And every thought of you casts its own little shadow And everything I wanted, subject to review Time may heal all wounds But time will steal you blind Time the wheel, time the conqueror Time will heal all wounds but time... Words and music by Jackson Browne © 2008 Swallow Turn Music, ASCAP All Rights Reserved Off of Wonderland It was easy for me Up so high in my tree Living off of Wonderland Living with an unknown band Waiting there for Everyman There was change in the air It was love everywhere Living off of Wonderland Ankle deep in contraband Working on a life unplanned Didn't we believe in love? Didn't we believe in giving it away? That didn't really leave us with the love To find our way After RFK and Martin Luther King Do you feel it today? Love is still on the way Coming over Wonderland The world is in your open hand Once again it's at your command Didn't we believe in love? Didn't we believe that love would carry on? Wouldn't we receive enough If we could just believe in one another As much as we believed in John Words and music by Jackson Browne © 2008 Swallow Turn Music, ASCAP All Rights Reserved The Drums of War Roll out the drums of war Roll up the cover of the killing floor Roll out the drums of war And let's speak of things worth fighting for Roll out the drums of war Time comes when everything you ever thought you knew Comes crashing down and flames rise up in front of you Roll out the drums of war Roll back the freedoms that we struggled for What were those freedoms for? Let's not talk about it any more Roll out the drums of war Whatever you believe the necessary course to be Depends on who you trust to identify the enemy Who beats the drums for war? Even before peace is lost Who are the profits for? And who are they who bear the cost When a country takes the low road to war Who gives the orders, orders to torture? Who gets to no bid contract the future? Who lies, then bombs, then calls it an error? Who makes a fortune from fighting terror? Who is the enemy trying to crush us? Who is the enemy of truth and justice? Who is the enemy of peace and freedom? Where are the courts, now when we need them? Why is impeachment not on the table? We better stop them while we are able Roll out the drums of war Whatever you believe the necessary course to be Depends on who you trust to identify the enemy Who took this country to war? Long before the peace was lost Who are the profits for? And who are they who bear the cost And who lay down their lives? And who will live with the sacrifice Of our best and brightest hopes, The flower of our youth, Of freedom, and the truth? By Jackson Browne, Kevin McCormick, Mark Goldenberg, Mauricio Lewak and Jeff Young © 2008 Swallow Turn Music, ASCAP; Eye Cue Music, Bossypants Music; Songs of Windswept Pacific, BMI; Bateria Music, ASCAP; Glad Brad Music, ASCAP All Rights Reserved The Arms of Night The things people do looking for understanding Defy understanding If only they knew where the love they seek Is truly to be found Into the arms of night with their dreams held tight In their endless flight through the failing light The places you go thinking that love may find you When love is behind you It's all you can do to let the angels Find their own way home Into the arms of night with your endless fright With your face alight and your prey in sight Into the breach in search of the new Though after so many times You will have betrayed that too Into the arms of night with your endless fright With your eyes all bright and your prey in sight Into the arms of somebody new Until that's no longer so, And you are no longer true By Jackson Browne and Danny Kortchmar © 2008 Swallow Turn Music, ASCAP; Stellgrace Music, ASCAP All Rights Reserved Where Were You Where were you when the sky cracked open Waiting for shelter and barely coping Thinking you could ride the storm out, Hoping it would be all right Where were you when they gave the warning? Hundred fifty-mile winds by morning Category four making landfall in the wild gray light Where were you? Where were you in the social order? The Lower Nine or a hotel in the Quarter Which side of the border between rich and poor? Where were you gonna evacuate to? Assuming there was any way to Where, if you didn’t own a car? Where were you? Where were you when you understood However decent, however good However hard some people try They only barely make it by They’re born, and live their entire lives in harm’s way Where were you when you heard the stranded, The injured and the empty handed Were running out of food and water at the Superdome? The newborn and the elderly Exposed to even more misery While those in charge of rescue Waited for the Guard to come And those who left the Convention Center Were stopped on the bridge when they tried to enter The safety of the west bank, and higher ground And when the Guard finally did arrive And got to work on about day five Mainly they were used to keep the looting down Where were you? Where were you when you realized However strong, however wise However true our leaders appear to be They talk about prosperity However hard this country strives If property is valued more than lives How strong will we ever really be? How long do we imagine we’ll be free? We hold the truth self-evident: The photograph of the President From Air Force One, he viewed the devastation Shaved face, rested eyes Looking down, he circles twice On the way home from his vacation Where were you, when you got the picture? Where were you? Where were you when the streets filled up with black water? Where were you when defeat and destruction Reigned in the Crescent Where were you when it blew from every direction Where were you when the promise was made To return, and rebuild and restore to its people The city that gave us the first American music True inspiration and the freedom to use it Where will we find it again if we lose it? And where will we be, if we ever cease to love? If we ever cease to love . . . By Jackson Browne, Kevin McCormick, Mark Goldenberg, Mauricio Lewak and Jeff Young © 2008 Swallow Turn Music, ASCAP; Eye Cue Music, Bossypants Music; Songs of Windswept Pacific, BMI; Bateria Music, ASCAP; Glad Brad Music, ASCAP All Rights Reserved Going Down to Cuba Sometimes I get to feeling low Wish I could just pick up and go Somewhere new might change my point of view Or maybe somebody - I don't know Toss the idea to and fro Not sure what makes it come and go But there it is again, sweet music on the wind From over the Gulf of Mexico I'm going to down to Cuba someday soon Following that Caribbean moon It's been too long since I've been there I'm going down there to see my friends Down where the rhythm never ends Where women wear gardenias in their hair People will tell you it's not easy You're not supposed to go, they say They say that Cuba is the enemy I'm going down there anyway I'm going down to Cuba to see my friends Down where the rhythm never ends No problem is too difficult to solve Yeah times are tough down there it's true But you know they're going to make it through They make such continuous use of the verb "to resolve" They've got to deal with that embargo Enough to drive any country insane They might not know all the freedoms you and I know They do know what to do in a hurricane Maybe I'll go through Mexico And old Jesse Helms don't have to know Anyway, all the allies of the USA Travel to Cuba everyday I'm going down to Cuba to see my friends Down where the rhythm never ends Where by comparison my troubles just unravel I'm North American you know Don't like to hear where I can't go Free people will insist on the freedom to travel I'm going to drink the ron añejo And walk out on the Malecón In one hand a Monte Cristo And in the other an ice cream cone I'm going down to Cuba with my band We're going to formulate a plan Whereby we obtain that "cultural" permission If I told you once I told you trés It'll put a smile on your face To see a Chevrolet with a Soviet transmission Ah but the country casts a spell And there are things I think of still Like the beauty of that woman who spoke to me In the Hotel Nacional I'm gonna book my flight today I am definitely on my way Just hold my place and I'll get back in the race When I'm back in the USA Words and music by Jackson Browne © 2008 Swallow Turn Music, ASCAP All Rights Reserved Giving That Heaven Away Pretty Nova, one year over Legal age of consent In the flower of sweet youth our Days of heaven were spent Giving that heaven away Giving that heaven away Rock 'n' Roll, and freeing your soul, and Giving that heaven away I'm looking 'round for that sixties sound - Those days are gone And all us acid dropping, world stopping, be bopping Freaks are just hanging on Little Nova, did you have to show the Whole world how to rebel? Standing there with your long brown hair Like a cool breeze blowing through hell Giving that heaven away Giving that heaven away Back in those days we all were so crazy Giving that heaven away Giving that heaven away Giving that heaven away Oooooooh Giving that heaven away Seems like the whole world's at a fire sale But I might be wrong With all the home shopping, Bling bling and hip hopping Maybe it's just going strong But hey now Nova, we both know the Ones who're always making it pay Well any fool can sell a jewel But an angel will give it away Giving that heaven away Giving that heaven away Oooooooh I'm going go down singing And giving that heaven away Where did the day go in that Winnebago? The two of us hot as a stove Fools for pleasure, digging for treasure Down in that Black Oak grove Giving that heaven away Giving that heaven away Oooooooh Giving that heaven away Words and music by Jackson Browne © 2008 Swallow Turn Music, ASCAP All Rights Reserved Live Nude Cabaret I went to the Live Nude Cabaret To see what I could see And I saw the ladies dancing An I guess that they saw me Neither did I vanquish, or surrender to desire But what I saw revealed to me Was just more fuel on the fire I've heard form follows function And I think that must be true Especially when you think of What the female form will do Its lines and shapes are everywhere As if they follow me Repeating my own longing in everything I see Star of happiness, star of love Lead us to the shore That only women hold the promise of Men would give them money And men would give them gold And shower them with promises Of luxury untold And make their vessels of creation The temples of our souls Ohhhhh let my people go Sea of loneliness, sea of love Carry me upon your endless depths And bear my heart above For I would give her money And I would give her jewels And lead her to the palace my imagination rules And fashion from her nakedness The innocence that's gone Gone as the time she's given the suffering of fools Words and music by Jackson Browne © 2008 Swallow Turn Music, ASCAP All Rights Reserved Just Say Yeah I wanted to be somebody you see When you're feeling good I started looking for your little MG In my neighborhood I started feeling kind of funny and free When you were around And I began to cook up a plan to Take you out of town Not really dating, we were relating And we were friends It's hard to say where the relating leaves off And where loves begins A friend will tell you all kinds of stuff That a lover won't And you would think you would see love coming But of course, you don't I want to hold you, don't want to mold you Into someone else I never could have invented you Or written you so well I never met another woman who Possessed your particular charms I want to be that man who will see that You never come to harm Must have been you I dreamed of Yeah that was you all right You were the laughter I was listening to Standing in the light You were the lover in the sunrise who Had begun to slip away Though I was just a kid I must have known You'd be real someday I want to know you, I want to show you That you're not alone You've been the only thing steadyin' me And I guess we've both known Maybe you haven't been that ready to see That I could take you there Well that was then, but this is when I need to hear you say yeah Baby just say yeah Words and music by Jackson Browne © 2008 Swallow Turn Music, ASCAP All Rights Reserved Far From The Arms Of Hunger Far from the arms of hunger Far from the world disorder Beyond the reach of warfare Blinded by faith no longer No longer free to plunder No longer safe to rule A world no longer ours alone Where people walk in wonder And speak to one another And recognize as brother The face across the border Across a sea of differences Across the drifting sands The joining of our hands in time When will we find We can no longer look away When will we mind The killing in our name each day When we decide That all our might just weighs us down Then will we find The means to turn our world around When will we find When will we mind When we decide The means to turn our world around Far from the arms of hunger Far from the world disorder Beyond the reach of war There is a world where we belong Words and music by Jackson Browne © 2008 Swallow Turn Music, ASCAP All Rights Reserved