Dust And Diesel-Bruce Cockburn

Battered buses jammed up to the roof Dust and diesel the prevailing themes. Farmer sleeping on the truck in front Feet trailing over like he's trolling for dreams. Smiling girl directing traffic flow .45 strapped over cotton print dress. Marimba-brown and graceful limbs Give me a moment of loneliness Dust and diesel Smoke of offering For the revolution morning Headlights pick out fallen sack of corn One lone tarantula standing guard. Discretion much the better part of cars. He's got chickens who can use the feed. Fill up his trunk with dusty yellow seeds. Dust and diesel Smoke of offering For the revolution morning Guitars and rifles in blue moonlight Soldiers stretched out on sparkling grass. Now we make music for the time to pass. Hope the fragile bloom they've grown will last. Burning hearts burning boats of the past. Dust and diesel Smoke of offering For the revolution morning