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Caribbean Wind

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  • She was the rose of sharon from paradise lost
    From the city of seven hills near the place of the cross
    I was playing a show in miami in the theater of divine comedy
    Told about jesus, told about the rain
    She told me about the jungle where her brothers were slain
    By a man who danced on the roof of the embassy
    Was she a child or a woman, I can't say which
    From one to another she could to easily switch
    We went into the wall to where the long arm of the law could not reach
    Could I been used and played as a pawn?
    It certainly was possible as the gay night wore on
    Where men bathed in perfume and celebrated free speech
    And them caribbean winds still blow from nassau to mexico
    Fanning the flames in the furnace of desire
    And them distant ships of liberty on them iron waves so bold and free
    Bringing everything that's near to me nearer to the fire
    She looked into my soul through the clothes that I wore
    She said, "we got a mutual friend over by the door
    And you know he's got our best interest in mind."
    He was well connected but her heart was a snare
    And she had left him to die in there
    There were payments due and he was a little behind
    The cry of the peacock, flies buzz my head
    Ceiling fan broken, there's a heat in my bed
    Street band playing "nearer my God to thee."
    We met at the steeple where the mission bells ring
    She said, "i know what you're thinking, but there ain't a thing
    You can do about it, so let us just agree to agree."
    And them caribbean winds still blow from nassau to mexico
    Fanning the flames in the furnace of desire
    And them distant ships of liberty on them iron waves so bold and free
    Bringing everything that's near to me nearer to the fire
    Atlantic city by the cold grey sea
    I hear a voice crying, "daddy," I always think it's for me
    But it's only the silence in the buttermilk hills that call
    Every new messenger brings evil report
    'Bout armies on the march and time that is short
    And famines and earthquakes and hatred written upon walls
    Would I have married her? I don't know, I suppose
    She had bells in her braids and they hung to her toes
    But I kept hearing my name and I had to be movin' on
    I saw screws break loose, saw the devil pound tin
    I saw a house in the country being torn from within
    I heard my ancestors calling from the land far beyond
    And them caribbean winds still blow from nassau to mexico
    Fanning the flames in the furnace of desire
    And them distant ships of liberty on them iron waves so bold and free
    Bringing everything that's near to me nearer to the fire
  • She was the rose of sharon from paradise lost
    From the city of seven hills near the place of the cross
    I was playing a show in miami in the theater of divine comedy
    Told about jesus, told about the rain
    She told me about the jungle where her brothers were slain
    By a man who danced on the roof of the embassy
    Was she a child or a woman, I can't say which
    From one to another she could to easily switch
    We went into the wall to where the long arm of the law could not reach
    Could I been used and played as a pawn?
    It certainly was possible as the gay night wore on
    Where men bathed in perfume and celebrated free speech
    And them caribbean winds still blow from nassau to mexico
    Fanning the flames in the furnace of desire
    And them distant ships of liberty on them iron waves so bold and free
    Bringing everything that's near to me nearer to the fire
    She looked into my soul through the clothes that I wore
    She said, "we got a mutual friend over by the door
    And you know he's got our best interest in mind."
    He was well connected but her heart was a snare
    And she had left him to die in there
    There were payments due and he was a little behind
    The cry of the peacock, flies buzz my head
    Ceiling fan broken, there's a heat in my bed
    Street band playing "nearer my God to thee."
    We met at the steeple where the mission bells ring
    She said, "i know what you're thinking, but there ain't a thing
    You can do about it, so let us just agree to agree."
    And them caribbean winds still blow from nassau to mexico
    Fanning the flames in the furnace of desire
    And them distant ships of liberty on them iron waves so bold and free
    Bringing everything that's near to me nearer to the fire
    Atlantic city by the cold grey sea
    I hear a voice crying, "daddy," I always think it's for me
    But it's only the silence in the buttermilk hills that call
    Every new messenger brings evil report
    'Bout armies on the march and time that is short
    And famines and earthquakes and hatred written upon walls
    Would I have married her? I don't know, I suppose
    She had bells in her braids and they hung to her toes
    But I kept hearing my name and I had to be movin' on
    I saw screws break loose, saw the devil pound tin
    I saw a house in the country being torn from within
    I heard my ancestors calling from the land far beyond
    And them caribbean winds still blow from nassau to mexico
    Fanning the flames in the furnace of desire
    And them distant ships of liberty on them iron waves so bold and free
    Bringing everything that's near to me nearer to the fire

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