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  1. Face With No Name

From the recording Ride

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ON A HOLY ROAD SLOWLY DRIFTIN’
PAST THE TREES THAT ECHOED THE FACES. MOTHER TAKES HER CHILD IN LOVIN’ ARMS LETS HIM RUN IN OPEN SPACES.
WAY OUT WHERE THERE ARE NO STREET LIGHTS, NO CONFUSION OF A SOUL.
NO ONE TO TELL THAT CHILD THAT HE CAN’T BE THE SAME,

BUT I’M STUCK IN A PLACE BEHIND THIS FACE OF NO NAME.

ARM IN ARM WE WALKED DIVIDED,
DANCING FEET STILL CRUSH THE MUD STONES. IN ANCIENT RIVER BEDS SECRETS THEY LAY RESTLESS,
SOMEDAY THEY’LL BE WASHED UP ON A VIRGIN SHORE.
THERE’S A PLACE I GO WHEN I’M DREAMING, PERFECT STRANGERS REMIND ME OF MY PAST. HEAR MY VOICE, IT’S LIKE YOURS, IT LIKES TO SILENCE FEAR.

BUT I’M STUCK IN A PLACE BEHIND THIS FACE OF NO NAME

LIFE ROLLS ON LIKE A ROADTRAIN,
KICKIN’ UP THE DUST, ROLLIN’ THE STONES. WHITE BIRD, WHITE FACE HE GETS LOST IN A CITY, MAYBE HE DON’T BELONG.
NOW I’M STANDING ON THIS CORNER,
TIRED FACES HAVE SLEPT ON THIS PATH.
AND I’M NOT SURE WHICH WAY THIS STRANGE OLD WIND WILL BLOW,

BUT I’M STUCK IN A PLACE BEHIND A FACE, STUCK IN A PLACE BEHIND A FACE,
STUCK IN A PLACE BEHIND A FACE OF NO NAME.

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