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(Album: Santa Fe - 2019)


If all the worlds a stage
When the hell did I get paid?
If money talk in Jesus name
Oh I don't think I'll ever be saved

Oh man, I've seen some things
You won't believe me if I told you
Oh I feel your pain
You won't believe me anyway

Cold blooded, ain't it smooth sailing?
Head your horses to the sea
Go-getter I'm a baseball playet
Catching dollars in my dreams
With diamonds at my feet
Diamonds at my feet

If all of the worlds a stage
Do we catch a break?
Who did I just play?
A rose by any other name
I'm still growing
Going out of state

They'll try and cut you down
They wanna change your ways

Oh man, I've seen some things
You won't believe me if I told you
Oh I feel your pain
You won't believe me anyway

Rough rider ain't ya, lone ranger?
Kissing babies when you speak
Star-studded like a real gun slinger
Shooting movies in your sleep
And dying in your dreams
And dying in your dreams

Have you ever had a one night stand that
Went good then turned really bad?
Yeah, you have?

I went to bed with colonialism and it was exactly that.
When their tough wooden ship docked on my land, I knew it was on.

We journeyed to my space as day turned to night. It wasn't long before we started to make sweet love inside of my thirteen-pole tee-pee.

We layed on beaver pelts beside the fire, steaming passionate. I'm talking shoulder rubs, neck kissing, ass-grabbing, foreplay, dead stars flicker above earth's world slowly.

They spoke a language I couldn't understand. No matter, words weren't needed for the kind of love we had. The fire smoldered out by the cold temperatures of morning. I woke up and they were gone.

It was odd. They didn't stay for moose meat. I couldn't even introduce them to my family and friends. I tracked back our steps from the shore and I could see not only were they still here but there was more. I couldn't believe my eyes, not one, not two, but three ships had docked on my land. Only to find them a lot more colder. The sun was up but it didn't feel warm. I waved when they walked towards me and the just bumped my shoulder. Transfixed on something behind me, my heart started racing, my stomach in knots. Was I bad, I thought? No, it couldn't' be that.

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