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Sweet Bird of Truth (Live)
[Verse 1]
Six o'clock in the morning
I'm the last person in this plane still awake
You know I can almost smell the blood washing against the shores
Of this land that can't forget its past
Oh, the wind that carries this plane is the wind of change
Heaven-sent and hell-bent
Over the mountaintops we go, just like all the other G.I. Joes
E-I-E-I, adios
[Chorus]
This is your captain calling
(With an urgent warning)
We're above the Gulf of Arabia
(Our altitude is falling)
And I can't hold her up
(There's no time for thinking)
All hands on deck
(This bird is sinking)
[Verse 2]
Across the beaches and cranes, rivers and trains
All the money I've made, bodies I've maimed
Time was when I seemed to know
Just like any other G.I. Joe
Should I cry like a baby, or die like a man?
While the planet's little wars start joining hands
Oh, what a heaven, what a hell
You know there's nothing can be done in this whole wide world
[Verse 3]
I don't know what's wrong or right
I'm just a regular guy with bottled up insides
I ain't ever been to church or believed in Jesus Christ
But I'm praying that God's with you when you die
[Chorus]
This is your captain calling
(With an urgent warning)
We're above the Gulf of Arabia
(Our altitude is falling)
And I can't hold her up
(There's no time for thinking)
All hands on deck
(This bird is sinking)
[Outro]
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[Spoken]
Thank you
Now, it's often been said
That I write music for small bedrooms but spacious minds
So you gotta imagine that we're all in one big bedroom
We're all friends, we may not know each other's names
But what we'd all like to see from this stage is people singing along
Because sometimes I forget the words and I do lip read
So don't be shy
Feel free to sing and enjoy yourself