Long Road Out of Eden

Moon shining down through the palms
 Shadows moving on the sand
 Somebody whispering the twenty-third psalm
 Dusty rifle in his trembling hands
 Somebody trying just to stay alive
 He got promises to keep
 Over the ocean in America
 Far away and fast asleep
 Silent stars blinking in the blackness of an endless sky
 Cold silver satellites, ghostly caravans passing by
 Galaxies unfolding, new world's being born
 Pilgrims and prodigals creeping toward the dawn
 And it's a long road out of Eden
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 Music blasting from an SUV
 On a bright and sunny day
 Rolling down the interstate
 In the good old USA
 Having lunch at The Petroleum Club
 Smoking fine cigars and swapping lives
 He said, "Give me another slice of that barbecued brisket
 Give me another piece of that pecan pie"
 Freeways flickering, cell phones chiming a tune
 We're riding to utopia, road map says we'll be arriving soon
 Captains of the old order clinging to the reins
 Assuring us these aches inside are only growing pains
 But it's a long road out of Eden
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 Back home, I was so certain the path was very clear
 But now I have to wonder what are we doing here
 I'm not counting on tomorrow and I can't tell wrong from right
 But I'd give anything to be there in your arms tonight
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 Weaving down the American highway
 Through the litter and the wreckage and the cultural junk
 Bloated with entitlement, loaded on propaganda
 Now we're driving dazed and drunk
 Been down the road to Damascus, the road to Mandalay
 Met the ghost of Caesar on the Appian way
 He said, "It's hard to stop this binging once you get a taste
 But the road to empire is a bloody stupid waste"
 Behold the bitten apple, the power of the tools
 But all the knowledge in the world is of no use to fools
 And it's a long road out of Eden