Sonic Revelations
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©1991 jericho Hill Music
Recorded in NYC August 1990 - April 1991
All Words and Music: joe Wilford except *
Song for Insecurity Lyrics written by Richard Kimball
Special Guests MC Semper and BK Broiler on House of the Holy
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Original Cassette Cover
(Instrumental)
When are your dreams going to fall
What has your soul left to hide
Been spinning wheels for so damn long
But no one is asking for a ride
Hope turns to rejection – stings you like a poison
And you burn the midnight oil anyway
That clock ain’t moving slower as you sit there and stare
Wrap the cloak of falsehood around you and sink in despair
I search for myself through a pool of watered down dreams
Shattered like glass they’ll cut you if you try to make them real
Real emotion, real love, real hope, real hate, real pain
When the colors of all your visions melt together in the flame
In the heat of the fire you burn
In the eye of the storm you see
It’s all somehow meant to be
Well I’ve taken all I can
I’ve got so much more to give
Come with me I’ll show you now
We all have so much of life to live
Love is the solution – all else is disillusion
And the blood keeps raining down on us anyway
As time keeps pushing you onward will you take time to care
Or will you join the masses that don’t give a damn
And end up nowhere
There was a church on the corner down in East L.A.
Where the Puerto Rican homeless used to go every day
Door always open – let the hungry in
Every man and child of life in sin
The Preacher thought the money was a worthy cause
To feed a hungry man despite all his flaws
He planned to build a shelter one-day too
He felt it in his heart it was a good thing to do
Oh Lord – Are you listening?
The heads of the Church called him in one day
“The budget is getting tight, we’ll have to do away
With your little project feeding people like those
This town is big enough there’s other places they can go.”
The Preacher blew his top, he’d never been an angry man
But their uncaring selfishness he could not understand
He questioned their beliefs for this was wrong without a doubt
They said “Just find yourself another Church, because we want you out.”
You’re a disgrace—disgrace
It’s a disgrace—disgrace
There’s only one true Christian and he died on the cross…
Lyrics by Richard Kimball
Music by Richard Kimball / joe Wilford
There’s only one true Christian and he died on the cross
But his knowledge and wisdom will never be lost
So all you people standing here preaching and praying
Better stop, look and listen to the words I’m saying
Everybody’s wearing the symbol of Peace
But it’s one of those things that we practice the least
And talk about the love of your fellow man
We’ve still got people eating out of garbage cans
You can all look away and pretend it’s not there
But this world ain’t worth a shit until we say “I care.”
You call yourself a Christian?
Better take another look
You got to church, say your prayers and read a ten pound book
Being a Christian ain’t nothing like that
Listen to Jesus—he’ll give you the facts
Love one another—and let’s not condemn
Don’t ever say I died for your sins
Sin is a myth
Sin is a lie
You think for those things, I’d lay down and die?
Live from your heart
Breathe from your soul
Don’t worry about the Devil, it’s just you’re ego
There’s only one true Christian and he died on the cross
But his knowledge and wisdom will never be lost
So let’s try anyway to do what he said
This life is just a dream and Heaven’s ahead
Well I’m gazing out the window
With her fingers running through my hair
The neon lights are flashing
Taking raindrop pictures in the air
I’m in Heaven with a guitar
And a woman with a bottle and a smoke
So won’t you tell me another story now baby
And I’ll play you the new song I wrote
With a burst of thunder and a flash of light I hit the floor
With a dragon tatoo and a leather skirt she stood in the door
The flame from her fingers called me closer to those eyes so blue
She said “just give me your soul and I’ll make all your dreams come true”
Now I’m wondering just how in the hell I got into all of this
That red-haired woman stole my soul with just one kiss?
Oh no no you can’t tell me that
Well I wake up sweating bullets
And I feel like I been knocked out of bed
The nightmares are so real it’s like a slide-show horror film
Imprinted in my head
I can hear a million souls
Screaming the agony of flesh and fire
It makes me think about that woman
And the price of everything I desire
On my knees I swear to God I didn’t know it was real
I fell in lust and she cut me into one of her deals
I’m on top of the world but I’d give it all up right now
I sold my soul to the Devil but I’ll get it back somehow
Now Satan speaks to me and walls are burning black
He said, “ You made a deal with me and now you want to take it back?”
Oh no no, You can’t tell me that
Always taking the high road
Never knowing what you’ll find
Always searching for a new sound
Forever caught up in the grind
I know you’ll make it someday
On you the light will shine
You were broken by the system
Life has beat you to the ground
Though you’ve so much in falling
You can’t lose what you have found
The wisdom you carry over
The love that burns inside
Something is growing deep in these fields
A desperate need to save the land
If the crops don’t pay the bank loans
Your world will slip right through your hands
This life is all that you know
Your heart with so much pride
Something within…each of us
(Instrumental)
Staring from the rooftop
Down below at passing cars
Cause the city lights are oh so bright
You never see the stars
It seems it’s always on my mind
Though sometimes not at all
Somedays I smile and shake my head
Somedays I’m screaming at the wall
You can say anything you want
I’m a nostalgic senseless child
But these feelings deep inside my heart
Won’t change even for awhile
Sometimes I want to scream and shout
In anger vent my pain at you
But really in all honesty
What good would that do
There was a place I used to go
So many dreams inside walls so old
And now it’s crumbled to the ground
The good wood to be sold
And what about the beauty here
Now owned by unknown men
Though all my blood and soul live there
I won’t trespass again
Is this anger without a cause
And will it ever end
While the money is pilling up
You only think of selling out again
When the dozers have scarred the land
And the dreams have choked in dust
A memory can be a painful thing
When reality is crushed
So I sing this song…One More Time.
