James Isaak: Songs

Thunder on the mountain
getting louder every day
the soles beneath my walkin shoes
have long since worn away
I don’t know when it started
but the price will soon be paid
and everybodys talkin
but they got nothin to say

The blind eyed child of a preacher man
says his daddy’s gone away
to a lady at the counter buying
duct tape and grenades
She turns to tell the hebrew boy
he should not be afraid
The kingdom comes to everyone
regardless of their name

I knew a man in Tennessee
He walked before he flied
Collected colors in a jar
and placed them by my side
I asked him why he looked so sad
and this was his reply
He said “It don’t no matter where you been
cuz you know your gonna die”

Now I once loved a woman
Down the road she lived alone
With memories kept inside a box
and cobwebs in her home
She left me for a dream she had
readin tea leaves in a bowl
Been ten years gone
a thousand tears I shed and still it’s so

Green leaves gone
the summers long been trampled into dust
Soldiers singing songs of war
are marching in the dusk
Bayonets on their rifles dull with blood and tears and rust
Marching with their faces down
Marching cuz they must

Thunder on the mountain
getting louder every day
the soles beneath my walkin shoes
have long since worn away
I don’t know when it started
but the price will soon be paid
and everybodys talkin
but they got nothin to say

Lyrics copyright 2006 James Isaak