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 her about Jesus Told her about the rain She told me about the jungle where her brothers were slain By the man who invented iron and disappeared so mysteriously Was she a child or an angel Did we go too far Did we snap at the bait Did we follow a star Through a hole in the wall to where the long arm of the law cannot reach Could I've been used and played as a pawn It certainly was possible as the gay night wore on When men bathed in perfume and practiced the hoax of 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 Sea breeze blowin' there's a hellhound loose Arabian men who have escaped from the noose Preaching faith and salvation waiting for the night to arivee He was well connected but her heart was a snare And she had left him to die in there He was goin' down slow just barely staying alive 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 station 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 on 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 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 bringing evil report 'Bout armies on the march and time that is short And famines and earthquakes and train wrecks and the tearin' down of the wall Did you ever have a dream that you couldn't explain Ever meet your accusers face to face in the rain She had lone brown eyes that I won't forget as long as she's gone I see the screws breaking loose see the devil pounding on tin I see a house in the country being torn from within I can hear my ancestors calling from the land from 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
[00:15.26]She was the rose of Sharon from paradise lost [00:19.15]From the city of seven hills near the place of the cross [00:22.70]I was playing a show in Miami in the theater of divine comedy [00:30.20]Told her about Jesus [00:32.19]Told her about the rain [00:33.96]She told me about the jungle where her brothers were slain [00:37.63]By the man who invented iron and disappeared so mysteriously [00:44.93]Was she a child or an angel [00:46.86]Did we go too far [00:48.85]Did we snap at the bait [00:50.62]Did we follow a star [00:52.52]Through a hole in the wall to where the long arm of the law cannot reach [00:58.36]Could I've been used and played as a pawn [01:03.69]It certainly was possible as the gay night wore on [01:07.36]When men bathed in perfume and practiced the hoax of free speech [01:13.40]And them Caribbean winds still blow from Nassau to Mexico [01:22.15]Fanning the flames in the furnace of desire [01:29.38]And them distant ships of liberty on them iron waves so bold and free [01:36.82]Bringing everything that's near to me nearer to the fire [01:59.43]Sea breeze blowin' there's a hellhound loose [02:04.63]Arabian men who have escaped from the noose [02:08.28]Preaching faith and salvation waiting for the night to arivee [02:13.99]He was well connected but her heart was a snare [02:19.50]And she had left him to die in there [02:22.96]He was goin' down slow just barely staying alive [02:28.66]The cry of the peacock flies buzz my head [02:33.99]Ceiling fan broken there's a heat in my bed [02:37.75]Street band playing "Nearer My God to Thee " [02:45.50]We met at the station where the mission bells ring [02:48.86]She said "I know what you're thinking but there ain't a thing [02:52.43]You can do about it so let us just agree to agree " [02:59.52]And them Caribbean winds still blow from Nassau to Mexico [03:07.31]Fanning the flames on the furnace of desire [03:14.42]And them distant ships of liberty on them iron waves so bold and free [03:21.81]Bringing everything that's near to me nearer to the fire [03:46.02]Atlantic City by the cold grey sea [03:49.28]Hear a voice crying "Daddy" I always think it's for me [03:52.88]But it's only the silence in the buttermilk hills that call [03:59.86]Every new messenger bringing evil report [04:03.84]'Bout armies on the march and time that is short [04:07.51]And famines and earthquakes and train wrecks and the tearin' down of the wall [04:14.52]Did you ever have a dream that you couldn't explain [04:18.53]Ever meet your accusers face to face in the rain [04:22.32]She had lone brown eyes that I won't forget as long as she's gone [04:29.49]I see the screws breaking loose see the devil pounding on tin [04:33.51]I see a house in the country being torn from within [04:37.24]I can hear my ancestors calling from the land from beyond [04:43.92]And them Caribbean winds still blow from Nassau to Mexico [04:52.15]Fanning the flames in the furnace of desire [04:58.97]And them distant ships of liberty on them iron waves so bold and free [05:06.57]Bringing everything that's near to me nearer to the fire
