Cross That State Line

Album: They Lie In Wait
(Johnson)

Goin’ where the highway meets the skyway
Goin’ to the highway to meet my match
Just want a meal, that’s what I’ll say
Then we’ll strike a deal for as long as it lasts
Get down on your bended legs
Tell me what you got to say

Take a ticket from the nearest station 
Wait in line, take your turn
Hop on board, cross that state line
Only time can tell what will fade or burn
Now get down on your bended knees
Tell me how you gonna plead

Get up, stand up, turn it ‘round, burn it down
Get up, stand up, turn it around

Invite me into your kitchen
It’s raining outdoors, I’m getting wet
Never really cared to stay dry
But I really need a pallet I can call my bed
Now get down on your bended legs
Tell me how’s you gonna pray

Well, you got yours and I got my side
Who’s gonna wait for the light to shine?
Create my world for the dead sleeping
‘Cause in eternal darkness no light will shine
Now get up and stand up on your feet
Try and tell me life ain’t sweet

Get up, stand up, turn it ‘round, burn it down
Get up, stand up, burn it all down

The darkest hour
is just before the dawn,
and that, I see,
which does not guarantee
power to draw the next breath,
nor abolish the suspicion
that the brightest hour
we will ever see
occurs just before we cease
to be.

         (The Darkest Hour by James Baldwin)

Goin’ where the highway meets the skyway
Goin’ to the highway to meet my match
Just want a meal, that’s what I’ll say
Then we’ll strike a deal for as long as it lasts
Get down on your bended legs
Tell me what you got to say

Get up, stand up, turn it ‘round, burn it down
Get up, stand up

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