Word of Life Church Podcast

Kansas City
The New Basement Tapes

I listen to you time and time again
While you tell me just what's right
And you tell me a thousand things a day
Then sleep somewhere's else in the night
I'm going back to Kansas City

And I love you dear, but just how long
Can I keep singing the same old song
And I love you dear, but just how long
Can I keep singing the same old song
I'm going back to Kansas City

And you called me to come, then I do
Then you say you've made some mistake
You invite me into your house
Then you say gotta to pay for what you break
Going back to Kansas City

And I love you dear, but just how long
Can I keep singing the same old song
And I love you dear, but just how long
Can I keep singing the same old song
I'm going back to Kansas City

Gypsy woman, you know every place I go
Even a thousand miles away from home
And you don't care if I'm asleep or I'm awake
This fickle heart just turned to stone
Going back to Kansas City

And I love you dear, but just how long
Can I keep singing the same old song
And I love you dear, but just how long
Can I keep singing the same old song
I'm going back to Kansas City

And I love you dear, but just how long
Can I keep singing the same old song
And I love you dear, but just how long
Can I keep singing the same old song
I'm going back to Kansas City

Into The Mystic
Van Morrison

We were born before the wind
Also, younger than the sun
'Ere the bonnie boat was won
As we sailed into the mystic

Hark now, hear the sailors cry
Smell the sea and feel the sky
Let your soul and spirit fly
Into the mystic

Yeah, when that fog horn blows
I will be coming home
Yeah, when that fog horn blows
I wanna hear it
I don't have to fear it

And I wanna rock your gypsy soul
Just like way back in the days of old
Then magnificently we will float
Into the mystic

When that fog horn blows
You know I will be coming home
Yeah, when that fog horn whistle blows
I gotta hear it
I don't have to fear it

And I wanna rock your gypsy soul
Just like way back in the days of old
And together we will float
Into the mystic

Thrasher
Neil Young

They were hiding behind hay bales
They were planting in the full moon
They had given all they had for something new
But the light of day was on them
They could see the thrashers coming
And the water shone like diamonds in the dew

And I was just getting up, hit the road before it's light
Trying to catch an hour on the sun
When I saw those thrashers rolling by
Looking more than two lanes wide
I was feelin' like my day had just begun

Where the eagle glides, descending
There's an ancient river bending
Through the timeless gorge of changes
Where sleeplessness awaits
I searched out my companions
Who were lost in crystal canyons
When the aimless blade of science
Slashed the pearly gates

It was then that I knew I'd had enough
Burned my credit card for fuel
Headed out to where the pavement turns to sand
With a one way ticket to the land of truth
And my suitcase in my hand
How I lost my friends, I still don't understand

They had the best selection
They were poisoned with protection
There was nothing that they needed
Nothing left to find
They were lost in rock formations
Or became park bench mutations
On the sidewalks and in the stations
They were waiting, waiting

So I got bored and left them there
They were just dead weight to me
Better down the road without that load
Brings back the time when I was eight or nine
I was watchin' my mama's TV
It was that great Grand Canyon rescue episode

Where the vulture glides, descending
On an asphalt highway bending
Through libraries and museums, galaxies and stars
Down the windy halls of friendship
To the rose clipped by the bullwhip
The motel of lost companions
Waits with heated pool and bar

But me I'm not stopping there
Got my own row left to hoe
Just another line in the field of time
When the thrasher comes, I'll be stuck in the sun
Like the dinosaurs in shrines
But I'll know the time has come
To give what's mine

I'm A Song
Stephen Wilson Jr.

I'm the showman in San Antonio
Middle of the rodeo
Daddy's hand that you used to hold
When you'd walk back to the car

I'm the sound of the county fair
Ferris wheel kisses high up in the air
A sip of brandy when your soul is bare
And you need to share your heart

I'm the words that'll hit you
That'll get you where you're going
So you never go there alone
I'm the melody glued to the memory
That you can't shake when it comes on
I'm the part of you that you listen to
Riding in the radio all night long

I'm a song
I'm a song

I was there the day you learned to drive
The first time that you got high
I even helped you realize that she wasn't right for you

You fall down, I pick you up again
I helped a boy become a man
When your best friend died
I helped you cry and finally turn him loose

I'm the words that'll hit you
That'll get you where you're going
So you never go there alone
I'm the melody glued to the memory
That you can't shake when it comes on
I'm the part of you that you listen to
Riding in the radio all night long

I'm a song
I'm a song
I'm a song

I'm the part of you that you listen to
Riding in the radio all night long
I'm the words that'll hit you
That'll get you where you're going
So you never go there alone

I'm the melody glued to the memory
That you can't shake when it comes on
I'm the part of you that you listen to
Riding in the radio all night long

I'm a song...