Carrick Bend Songtext
von Phillip Roebuck

Nobody can explain
Or give a pearl of wisdom.
And I have not been drinking,
Nor am I high.
At least not by synthetic means.
One, two, here we go now.
Hold onto your bow now and
Taken by his arm diving deep
Deep. Breathe. Deep.
Plastic brave soldier on the fence,
And everywhere there and I,
I identify him and me.
But don′t let go;
I still get weak.


Tied my carrick bend
All over your tender limbs.
I flew you like a flag for the New
York City sky line.
Missiles in silos disarm and run crying
Like a baby to mama.
Oh baby
I'm defense-
Less. Stared into your well of iris
I threw a penny and made a wish
That I was you.
It′s still coming true,
Piece by piece.
Every day.