Stephen Stills Album

If you smile at me, I will understand
'Cause that is something everybody everywhere does
in the same language.

I can see by your coat, my friend,
you're from the other side,
There's just one thing I got to know,
Can you tell me please, who won?

Say, can I have some of your purple berries?

Yes, I've been eating them for six or seven weeks now,
haven't got sick once.

Probably keep us both alive.

Wooden ships on the water, very free and easy,
Easy, you know the way it's supposed to be,
Silver people on the shoreline, let us be,
Talkin' 'bout very free and easy...
Horror grips us as we watch you die,
All we can do is echo your anguished cries,
Stare as all human feelings die,
We are leaving - you don't need us.

Go, take your sister then, by the hand,
lead her away from this foreign land,
Far away, where we might laugh again,
We are leaving - you don't need us.

And it's a fair wind, blowin' warm,
Out of the south over my shoulder,
Guess I'll set a course and go...

I met two kind people on the road
I was parched and dry from the cold
I've been traveling four days and nights, sir
and I do want to thank you for the ride
and the soup your wife made tasted fine
if it's all the same, I'll be on my way at the next turn
'cause I'm four days gone into running

And my baby is waiting, I hope, sir
After fifteen trucks and an old Ford
and the government madness... I ran away
and I to say, I can't tell you my name
'cause I'm four days gone into running

I can't even go home
Take my baby and run
I got reason to live
I got things I can give

And I'm four days gone into running

If you dogrow
Then you must know
When you get so jive
You only half alive
Show me right now
That you know how
You can stand up
Look in a mirror and sigh

Get your feet wet
Run with the jetset
Be a good girl
Go around the world
But the longer it goes on
The harder you hang on
Til you stand up
Look in a mirror and sigh

Tryin' to be cool
You just be the fool
Let it be known
You ain't full growed
And its all right
Don't put up such a fight
You can stand up
Look in a mirror and sigh

You there
In the window
Staring at me
Do you think I'm
Blowing my cool
Playing the fool

You there
On the corner
Staring at me
Do you think I'm
Someone gone
Would you like to
Shoot me down

Oh yes and I'm telling you that
Special care
Has been taken
To make you aware
I've been forsaken
And if you don't care
There's a bomb
to take your house down

I'm telling you that
Special care
Has been taken
To make you aware
I've been forsaken
And if you don't care
There's a bomb
to blow your house down
Oh yeah

All of the ladies attending the ball
Are requested to gaze
In the faces found on the dance cards
Please then remember and don't get too close
To one special one
He will take your defenses and run

So we change partners
Time to change partners
You must change partners
Again

This is how most of our ladies grew up
At the country club dances
They learned how to handle the boys
Gently but firmly, they learned to say no
There were four more young men
Who were waiting in the color and the noise

So we change partners
Time to change partners
You must change partners
Again

All of the ladies attending the ball
Are requested to gaze
In the faces found on the dance cards
Please then remember and follow your list
'Cause the dear things get hurt
And the broken hearts make you feel hard

So we change partners
Time to change partners
You must change partners
Again

[No lyrics]

(Fred Neil)

Everybody's talkin' at me
Can't hear a word they're sayin'
Only the echoes of my mind
People stoppin', starin'
I can't see their faces
Only the shadows of their eyes
Goin' where the sun keeps shinin'
In the pouring rain
Goin' where the weather suits my clothes
Banking off a northeast wind
Sailin' on a summer's breeze
Skipping over the ocean
Like a stone

Everybody's talkin' at me
Can't hear a word they're sayin'
Only the echoes of my mind
People stoppin', starin'
I can't see their faces
Only the shadows of their eyes
Goin' where the sun keeps shinin'
In the pouring rain
Goin' where the weather suits my clothes
Banking off a northeast wind
Sailin' on a summer's breeze
Skipping over the ocean
Like a stone

And you know I'll never leave my love behind

4+20

Four and twenty years ago, I come into this life,
the son of a woman and a man who lived in strife.
He was tired of being poor and he wasn't into selling door to door
and he worked like the devil to be more.

A different kind of poverty now upsets my soul
Night after sleepless night, I walk the floor and I want to know- why am I so alone?
Where is my woman can I bring her home? Have I driven her away? Is she gone?

Morning comes to sunrise and I'm driven to my bed.
I see that it is empty and there's devils in my head.
I embrace the many colored beast. I grow weary of the torment, can there be no peace?
And I find myself just wishing that my life would simply cease.

Would you knock a man down if you don't like the cut of his clothes
Could you put a man away if you don't want to hear what he knows
Well it's happening right here people dying of fear by the droves
And I know most of you
Either don't believe it's true,
Or else you don't know what to do
Or maybe I'm singing about you,
Who knows.
It's incredibly sick, you can feel it, as across the land it flows
Prejudice is slick when it's a word game, it festers and grows,
Move along quick, it furthers one to have somewhere to go
You can feel it as it's rumblin'
Let emotions keep a tumblin'
Then as cities start to crumblin'
Mostly empty bellies grumblin'
Here we go
People see somebody different fear is the first reaction shown
Then they think they've got him licked the barbaric hunt begins and they move in slow
A human spirit is devoured the remains left to carrion crow
I was told that life is change
And yet history remains,
Does it always stay the same
Do we shrug it off and say
Only God knows
By and by, somebody usually goes down to the ghetto
Try and help but they don't know why folks treat them cold
And the rich keep getting richer and the rest of us just keep getting old.
You see one must have a mission
In order to be a good Christian
If you don't you will be missing
High Mass or the evening show
And the well fed masters reap the harvests of the polluted seeds they've sown,
Smug and self-righteous they bitch about people they owe,
And you can't prove them wrong, they're so God damn sure they know
I have seen these things with my very own eyes and defended my battered soul,
It must be too tough to die,
American propaganda, South African lies
Will not force me to take up arms, that's my enemies' pride,
Ands I won't fight by his rules that's foolishness besides,
His ignorance is gonna do him in and nobody's gonna cry,
Because his children they are growing up
With bigots and their silver cups
They're fed up, they might throw up
On you