Jonas and Ezekial

I left my anger in a river running highway 5

New hampshire, vermont, bordered by

College farms, hubcaps, and falling rocks

Voices in the woods and the mountaintops

I used to search for reservations and native lands

Before I realized everywhere I stand

There have tribal feet running wild as fire

Some past life sister of my desire

R: Jonas and Ezekiel hear me now

Steady now and don't come out

I'm not ready for the dead to show it's face

Whose turn is it anyway?

Anyway?

Now when I was young my people taught me well

Give back what you take or you'll go to hell

It's not the devil's land, you know it's not that kind

Every devil I meet becomes a friend of mine

Every devil I meet is an angel in disguise

R:

White, chain, rope, fear

(hush my darling)

Be still my dear

A bullet in the head, now he's dead

A friend of a friend, someone said

He was an activist with a very short life

I think there's a lesson here - he died without a fight

In the war over land where the world began

Prophecies say it's where the world will end

But there's a tremor growing in our backyard

Fear in our heads, fear in our hearts

Prophets in the graveyard

R:

Jonas and Ezekiel hear me now

Steady now I feel your ghost about

I'm not ready for the dead to show it's face

Whose angel are you anyway?

I said there's prophets in the graveyard

(now I walk in beauty)

Prophets in the graveyard

(beauty is before me)

Prophets in the graveyard

(beauty is behind me)

(above and below me)