August 28th

August 28th and the rain slid in, like a brooding lullaby
 The barn behind the school burned down and the cat got the bird
 the whole town watched a man jump from the fifth story roof,
 I think the whole world needs a shoeshine,
 I think we're all a living proof (so the story goes)
 Some days it's a present that you open,
 some days it's a box full of nails
 Some times you think you spend your whole life
 just counting grains of sand
 With some blood on your cuff and some dust in your eye
 and some train station love,
 We've been, we've been out there fighting the good fight
 Where have you been,
 where have you been?
 Saddle up for the carneval ride, bring the celebration home
 I've got a coffee cup full of whiskey,
 you've got a broken violin
 Marie knit a scarf for the dogwood tree that looked cold all winter long,
 and the old man smiled at the pigeon that stole his last piece of bread
 hallelujah we're all flying home on the backs of the leaving swans
 We've got our hats tipped to Camelot
 We've got a long long way to go
 yeah we've got a long long way to go
 Saddle up for the carneval ride, bring the celebration home
 I've got a coffee cup full of whiskey,
 you've got a broken violin
 Saddle up for the carneval ride, bring the celebration home
 we've been out there fighting the good fight,
 where have you been
 lord, where have you been?