The Cool, Cool River

Moves like a fist through the traffic
 Anger and no one can heal it
 Shoves a little bump into the momentum
 It's just a little lump but you feel it in the-
 In the creases and the shadows
 With a rattling deep emotion
 The cool, cool river
 Sweeps the wild, white ocean
 Yes boss, the government handshake
 Yes boss, the crusher of language
 Yes boss, Mr. Stillwater
 The face at the edge of the banquet
 The cool, cool river
 Cool, the cool river
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 I believe in the future
 I may live in my car
 My radio tuned to
 The voice of a star
 Song dogs barking at the break of dawn
 Lightning pushes the edge of a thunderstorm
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 And these old hopes and fears
 Still at my side
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 Anger and no one can heal it
 Slides through the metal detector
 Lives like a mole in a motel
 A slide in a slide projector
 The cool, the cool river
 Sweeps the wild, white ocean
 The rage, the rage of love turns inward
 To prayers of devotion
 And these prayers are
 The constant road across the wilderness
 These prayers are
 These prayers are the memory of God
 The memory of God
 I believe in the future
 We shall suffer no more
 Maybe not in my lifetime
 But in yours, I feel sure
 Song dogs barking at the break of dawn
 Lightning pushes the edges of a thunderstorm
 
 And these streets
 Quiet as a sleeping army
 Send their battered dreams to heaven, to heaven
 For the mother's restless son
 Who is a witness to, who is a warrior
 Who denies his urge to break and run
 Who said 'hard times'?
 I'm used to them
 The speeding planet burns
 I'm used to that
 My life's so common it disappears
 And sometimes even music
 Cannot substitute for tears