Pajaro River

Loudspeakers in the hands
Of every freak in the land
This was an age of
Rage not love
Was an age of contagion
Virtual communication
Rattling sabres
And turning tables

And the straw man lied
And the puppets bowed
And the crowds defrauded
Still applauded

I stayed in town over winter
Then walked across the Pajaro river
To plough that furrow
Today through tomorrow

And the straw man lied
And the puppets bowed
And the crowds defrauded
Still applauded
And the wise man spoke
And they called him woke
Self Righteous indignation
Dressed as love of the nation

So I stayed in town over winter
Then walked across the Pajaro river
Under a blood red moon
Not one day too soon

And the straw man lied
And the puppets bowed
And from the mountainside
There came a landslide



Credits
Writer(s): Marc Zagar
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