EleCivil Posted January 24, 2006 Report Share Posted January 24, 2006 Hold Fast to the Grass, Child; the Earth Always Spins (June '04) With three days gained and a new pair of shoes Started moving for a reason to find a reason to move To find a place, a thing, a person, job, jail, self-respect With a map of sympathetic squats and songs to speed the steps Thought I?d leave no trail to follow, let no one find my clues As I crossed the country whistling songs and writing ramblin? blues Met a man stopped on I-seven-five, his tires had run flat Said his name was not important and nor was mine, at that Said ?It?s plain dangerous to just be walking around, We need aluminum armor, we need tires on the ground, We need cylinders, brakes and fossil fuels.? A man stopped on I-seven-five taught me the ramblin? blues Went to sleep when it turned dark, lay hidden in the dirt Woke up before the sun arose, a spider on my shirt. I said ?Excuse me, sir, could you move your legs?? He said ?I stayed too long here, anyway. But thanks for not just slapping me off, like most people do to you When you?re an arachnid on the road, spinning out the ramblin? blues.? Found a freight train headed out so I shrugged and climbed inside Found out I wasn?t first young man to try to hitch this ride Found a dozen more all sitting around talking Making plans, taking breaks from walking One held a switchblade, one a gun, so I guess I had to choose Do I try to fight, try to run, or do I tell ?em my ramblin? blues? As things turned out, they were ramblin?, too And always glad to add another man to their crew They were cruisin? around, singing ?We Shall Not Be Moved? Because when it came to protest, it was a simple tune And the suits with the guns didn?t seem to mind, and they seemed to tip well, too Dropping quarters into hats and shaking their heads at their rendition of the ramblin? blues. Took my leave to head on out, feet kicking on the road again When I met a serpent on the sidewalk with a lisp a shifty grin He said, ?Don?t tense up, kid, I?m not looking to fight.? And as I lowered my guard, he took a bite So as he crept away I felt a sting creeping from my shoes The venom burning in my legs to end my ramblin? blues. Well, I was numb from the hips on down, It was looking like I wouldn?t get back to town So I stepped out to the road and raised my thumb up to the sky. And who should stop but the man I?d met stranded on I-seven-five. He said ?What?d I tell you, son, you?re a fool. Now hop in back and close your eyes try to dream up some ramblin? blues.? The Nurse said that logically I should?ve been dead That I was lucky that the venom didn?t reach my head And asked me where I wanted to go. I shook my head and raised my hands, in a gesture said ?I don?t know.? ?How about some place,? She said, ?where the snakes can?t get to you?? And that sounded nice, to get back home and close my ramblin? blues. When I got home and told the family about All the people I?d met, all the things I?d found out, Grandma looked around and said ?What?d I say? I knew the kid?d find out on his own some day, That the Earth spins, child, and the soil is loose So hold fast to the grass with both of your hands or you?ll feel those ramblin? blues.? Quote Link to comment
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