from album Crayons (original cover)


War Between The Fears

Call upon the innocent
Call upon the weak
Call me down an avatar
I am afraid to speak
Won't you conjure me one witness
Let him dare to share the truth
Then please call upon my children
For they never needed proof

I am silenced by your intellect
Confounded by your brain
I have stood before your altar
And I've found myself in flames
I've seen your burned out buildings
And the rubble in the street
And I 've stood beside your people
But they lie between the sheets

Now there is a distant fire
And the smoke does surely rise
For the Watchman in his tower
He doth seek to crucify

I have come before your counsel with your name upon my tongue
I have counted every bullet that you've held on everyone
There is no shame in mercy
But there are no heroes here
And there will be no survivors
In this War Between The Fears

Still you call out to your brothers
Yes you raise the battle cry
While you fornicate the others
You would love what you despise
Tell me who does tend your children
While you're polishing your throne
The Wolf is in The Garden
And your lambs are all alone

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I have read The Book of Knowledge
I have pondered every page
And the madman-in-the-mirror
Looks alot like my own face
I question every answer
And The Keeper Of The Keys
He has led my children from me
To the land of his disease

And they stood before the altar
He did pound upon his breast
And I felt my courage crumble
They were easily impressed

Call me down a warrior
Call me down a sage
Call my God a taxi for I fear
He is too late
And I'll conjure you some mercy
If you let my people go
And I will not tell the children
What they would not want to know



Words and music copyright ©1995 Betty Elders/ Whistling Pig Music (ASCAP) administered by BUG Music
ALL rights reserved.

(photo of tunnel at Crockett High School - Austin, TX 1995: Gene Elders)



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