Things I've Always
Known


Things I’ve Always Known – the Lyrics
Jim Hinton  ©2007


Things I’ve Always Known

The sound of the high wind
Clear light in the thin air
The dry scent of pinyon and juniper
Things I’ve always known, things I’ve always known
Things I’ve always known, always known
Red ant and black beetle
Lizard the color of sand
The high sounding hawk
The dry-throated raven
Things I’ve always known, things I’ve always known
Things I’ve always known, always known
Mirage on the highway
Sounds on the radio
Thunder and lightening
Flash floods the arroyo
Things I’ve always known, things I’ve always known
Things I’ve always known, always known
We worship the sun
Desire the rain
We’re moved by the wind
Again and again
Things I’ve always known, things I’ve always known
Things I’ve always known, always known


Sweet November Lady

Now you know you looked so lovely
When the golden winds of autumn blew your love my way
Rustling in the amber leaves one sweet November day
When I was 17 and sure, you were the finest girl
These Eyes had ever seen
Sweet November lady, my mind keeps drifting back to then
Oh, sweet November lady, I wonder can it be that way again, yes I do

Oh and yes I do remember
All the times when I did hold you and taste your gentle kiss
Closed my eyes while in the warmness of a lover’s bliss
The magic in your eyes that lifted me above the clouds
Into the open skies

Sweet November lady, my mind keeps drifting back to then
Oh, sweet November lady, I wonder can it be that way again, yes I do

I must watch me for this song’s
My dreaming of when I was younger, several years or so
I am now a different person in a different show
Still I won’t deny the sweetness of the memory
The sadness of goodbye
Sweet November lady, my mind keeps drifting back to then
Oh, sweet November lady, I wonder can it be that way again, yes I do


Hippies

I saw this old couple get out of a van,
They gazed at the ocean, they stood hand in hand
In their 50s or 60s you couldn’t be sure,
They were driving the highway down through Big Sur
Her hair was tied back in a long silver braid
On her shoulders the shawl her best friend once made
His hair it was thin and his beard going gray
Still he feels like a kid in most every way
Lovely old hippies, still dreaming free
I follow them down       the path to the sea
Lovely old hippies, don’t fade away
Help me remember my younger days

After a childhood of communist fear and TV
Cowboys and Khrushchev and “Leave it to Beaver”
Laughing like hell with his friends getting high
It was all so insane no one could deny
The philosophy majors were starting a band
They were hitchhiking ‘round getting close to the land
Staying out of the draft, stepping into the wind
There was always a journey about to begin
And she was a young girl so pretty and free
A sweet flower child, she was something to see
She was naked as nature and warm like the sun
Her skin it was gold and her eyes full of fun
She lived her life like a work of art
Her movements reflected the love in her heart
She was humble and confident, into the flow
She knew how to say yes she knew when to say no
“You pretty young hippies, how will you survive?
This crazy world’s gonna eat you alive
Pretty young hippies, just wait and see.
Someday you’ll find love’s never free”

They listened to The Beatles and the Boys from the Beach
The Incredible String Band and Donovan Lietch
There were Spoonfuls of Love there were Zeppelins of Led
Bob Dylan, The Doors, The Kinks and The Dead
Buffy St. Marie, Claude Debussy, Ravel
Judy Collins was singing Leonard Cohen and Jacque Brel
Vashti Bunyon, Joan Baez, Joni Mitchell, The Band
Moon dancing ‘neath October skies to the Van
And they read Herman Hesse and Kahlil Gibran
Kerouac, Castaneda’s Don Juan
They read Yogananda; they read “Be Here Now”
The Bhagavad-Gita Gita, I Ching, and The Tao
Alicia Bay Laurel and Omar Khayam
Emerson, Thoreau, Tolkien and then
The long-haired Christ with his gospel of love
The spiritual vibe fit the times like a glove
“You know-it-all hippies, don’t be naïve
This world doesn’t care what you believe
You know-it-all hippies, this is the deal
Someday you’re gonna have to get real”

The political issues were always complex
They were talking about race, they were talking about sex
About social injustice, pollution and more
But mostly they were talking ‘bout the Viet Nam War
And as their awareness began to increase
They were drawn to ideals, a tradition of peace
Of Gandhi and Christ and Martin Luther King
Lennon’s “Give Peace a Chance” was the anthem
They could sing
But the decades rolled by and the century turned
There were lessons forgotten, there were lessons unlearned
And the masters of war were back in command
Waving the flag in their iron-fisted hand
Fanning the flames of fear and of greed
Blind to the suffering and blind to the need
What madness possesses their collective mind?
Do they think of the world they are leaving behind?
“You tired old hippies, what can you say?
Just light up some incense, make it all go away
You tired old hippies, what made you think
This world wouldn’t drive you to drink?”

Well, he still plays guitar and he still loves the blues
His old hiking boots are his favorite shoes
He likes to go driving away from the town
Get out on a trail and go ramblin’ around
He walks through the mountains, he walks by the seas
He loses himself in the afternoon breeze
He sits in the stillness and closes his eyes
And waits for the stars to appear in the skies
And she still has her lace and her calico
Her beads and her sandals and wouldn’t you know
A dab of patchouli on fine summer days
A dreamy expression crosses her face
She places a flower behind her left ear
With a sideways glance as she passes the mirror
She smiles a smile gentle and serene
It’s all just as good as it ever has been
Lovely old hippies, still dreaming free
I follow them down the path to the sea
Lovely old hippies, don’t fade away
Help me remember my younger days


Tibetan River

There’s nothing to concern you when you’re here
There’s nothing to disturb the lover’s kiss
The forest bends so lightly to the shimmering refrain
Gentle rain falling on your sea of bliss
There’s nothing above these clouds, Tibetan River
Flowing through green pastures in the splendor of your eyes
The reeds in turquoise pool part so lightly
As your painted boat slowly makes its way
The monarch floats in balmy breezes swimming
About your head as your mind begins to sway
There’s nothing above these clouds, Tibetan River
Flowing through green pastures in the splendor of your eyes
The boat a’drifting, floating on the water
Finds itself in silent solitude
Amongst the reeds in momentary splendor
Amidst the music of the sitar and the flute
O’er the mountains, far from the river
Time runs by, no time to catch your breath
In constant movement, never getting anywhere
I can only say, “I’m glad I got away
There’s nothing above these clouds, Tibetan River
Flowing through green pastures in the splendor of your eyes


Suburban Blues

The suburban blues

On Long Island it was Levittown, in San Diego Fletcher Hills
On Long Island it was Levittown, in San Diego Fletcher Hills
We got some sweet suburban livin’ gonna take care of your ills

Suburban blues makes a kid feel like a fool
Suburban blues now makes a kid feel like a fool
Can’t keep up with the neighbors, ain’t got no backyard swimmin’ pool

I go walkin’ ‘round the block, I feel small just like a mouse
I go walkin’ ‘round the block now, I feel small just like a mouse
Seems like we’re the only family with no TV antenna on the house

We got an old black and white set, it gets three channels that is all
No matter where we put them rabbit ears, we get three channels that is all
Neighbors pullin’ in them LA channels have themselves a ball

Say hey, the suburban blues

They built a brand new school, big giant teachers everywhere
They built a brand new school now, big giant teachers everywhere
Some kid got all excited, said he could see my underwear

They make us do the hokey pokey, our whole selves in our whole selves out
I ask why do the hokey pokey? Our whole selves in our whole selves out
They say “Just do the hokey pokey, that’s what it’s all about

We pledge allegiance to the flag, duck and cover on the floor
We pledge allegiance to the flag, duck and cover on the floor
I ask ‘em why we duck and cover? Just stayin’in shape for the next big war

Suburban blues, it’s worse than you think
Suburban blues might drive a kid to drink

I started out on Kool-Aid; I soon hit the harder stuff
I started out on Kool-Aid now; I soon hit the harder stuff
All that 7up and Coca Cola, just can’t get enough

Spent the night in my friends bomb shelter, lookin’ at Playboys, drinkin’ Cokes
Spent the night in my friends bomb shelter, lookin’ at Playboys, drinkin’ Cokes
Talkin’ about all kinds of bad stuff, catchin’ up on dirty jokes

Say hey, the suburban blues

I hear the air raid siren, it must be Monday, high noon
I hear the air raid siren now, it must be Monday, high noon
Some folks say another war is comin’, be fightin’ commies pretty soon

There’s a big old sonic boom, a sky of empty blue
I hear a big old sonic boom now, the sky suburban blue
Ain’t no shade trees anywhere, what’s a dumb kid s’posed to do?

Say hey, the suburban blues, Say hey, the suburban blues

























Wilderness

The silent night, the stained glass light, the voices in the tower
The smell of gin, the web of sin, the wilting of the flower
I’m living in the dead of the night
I’m looking for my second sight
I’ve got to run; I’ve got to break away
Take me to the wilderness; let me drink from the rivers of peacefulness
Leave me to the wild wind and thunder
Take me to the wilderness by the waterfall and the early-morning mist
Where nature spirits weave a spell of wonder

Reasons thick as closet dust, regrets as old as time
Eyes as red as iron rust, skin as white as lime
I’m living with my back to the wind
I’m gonna reach the legal limits again
I’ve got to run; I’ve got to break away
Take me to the wilderness; let me drink from the rivers of peacefulness
Leave me to the wild wind and thunder
Take me to the wilderness by the waterfall and the early-morning mist
Where nature spirits weave a spell of wonder

The silent sea, the mystery, dark fingers in the fog
The canyons groan, the shadows moan, the howling of the dog
I’m rolling to end of the road
While the sky around me explodes
I’ve got to run; I’ve got to break away
Take me to the wilderness; let me drink from the rivers of peacefulness
Leave me to the wild wind and thunder
Take me to the wilderness by the waterfall and the early-morning mist
Where nature spirits weave a spell of wonder


Cuyamaca

And the dark, dark clouds gathered on the mountain
While the first heavy drops of rain did fall
And I found shelter kicking up the dust, kicking up the dust
When the summer storm arrives
Summer storm coming in the heat of the afternoon
Me, I love the water falling from the sky

And the air grew bright, the rain like silver
And the lightening crackled, the thunder rolled
And through the trees there’s dancing on the green, dancing on the green
When the summer storm arrives
Summer storm coming in the heat of the afternoon
Me, I love the water falling from the sky


Spancil Hill (traditional)

Last night as I lay dreaming of pleasant days gone by
My mind, being bent on rambling, to Ireland’s isle did fly
I stepped on board a vision and I followed with a will
Till first I came to anchor at the cross at Spancil Hill

Delighted by the novelty, enchanted by the scene
Where in my early boyhood so often I had been
I thought I heard a murmur and I think I hear it still
It’s the little stream of water that runs down from Spancil Hill

It being on the 23rd of June, the day before the fair
When Ireland’s sons and daughters and friends assembled there
The young, the old, the brave and the bold came their duty to fulfill
At the parish church near Cluny, a mile from Spancil Hill

I went to see my neighbors to see what they might say
The old ones were all dead and gone, the young ones turning gray
I met with the tailor Quigley, he’s bold as ever still
He used to mend my britches when I lived in Spancil Hill

Then I took a flying visit to my one and only love
She’s white as any lily and gentle as a dove
She threw her arms around me, saying “Johnny I love you still”
She’s Nell, the farmer’s daughter, she’s the pride of Spancil Hill

I dreamt I held and kissed her as in the days of yore
She said, “Johnny, you’re only joking as many’s the time before
But the cock, he crew in the morning, he crew both loud and shrill
I awoke in California many miles from Spancil Hill

Off to California (traditional hornpipe, instrumental)


Carrick Fergus (traditional)

I wish I was in Carrick Fergus, only for nights in Ballygrande
I would cross over the deepest ocean only for nights in Ballygrande
But the sea is wide and I cannot cross over
Neither have I wings to fly
I wish I could meet the handsome boatman
To ferry me over, my love and I
But in Kilkenny it is reported on marble stones there as black as ink
With gold and silver I did support her but I’ll sing no more now
Till I get a drink
I’m drunk today and I’m seldom sober, a handsome rover from town to town
Ah but I’m sick now, my days are numbered
Come all ye young men and you lay me down


When Will I See You Again

I walk the sad streets, I ask it in silence
I look to the old trees, the street lamps and then
I ask it of each lane we walked down together
The question is when will I see you again
And you were such a darling girl
And I was a kid who needed a friend
And you changed the way I look at the world
The question is when will I see you again

Sometimes in the morning I wake from my slumber
And something about you is with me and then
I know that I’ve only been dreaming about you
And wondering when will I see you again
And you were such a darling girl
And I was a kid who needed a friend
And you changed the way I look at the world
The question is when will I see you again

To me, you were always a figure of sadness
The mystery was you and the November wind
That chilled me that night till your kisses did warm me
Oh when will I ever see you again
And you were such a darling girl
And I was a kid who needed a friend
And you changed the way I look at the world
The question is when will I see you again



Highway to Taos  
     
On the highway to Taos and they’re forecasting snow  
The air smells of wood smoke and times long ago
There’s a feeling of peace, there’s a light on the land,
There’s a storm in the sky over the Rio Grande
Remember the music, remember the sound,
We opened our eyes, there was love all around
And who was the singer? And what was the song?
Something so real we knew that it couldn’t be wrong,
Look my love, the snow is beginning to fall,
Why do my eyes fill with tears?
It’s only the beauty of being alive
And something about the passage of years.

This is the morning, this is the day,
We’ve come through so much for so long to be here together this way,
The Earth is the singer; the sky is her song,
The sound of the wind and the water the music that moves us along.
Look my love, the snow is beginning to fall,
Why do my eyes fill with tears?
It’s only the beauty of being alive
And something about the passage of years.

On the highway to Taos and they’re forecasting snow
The air smells of wood smoke and times long ago
There’s a feeling of peace, there’s a light on the land,
There’s a storm in the sky over the Rio Grande
It’s just like a dream driving this highway again,
It feels like a dream…


Treasure This Love

Come sit by the fire my darling, my dear
I’ll pour you a glass of red wine
The sun has gone down and there’s no one around
Our love, like the moonlight, will shine
So hold me tonight, hold me tomorrow
Through pleasure and sorrow I’ll be your man
I’ll hold you tonight, I’ll hold you forever
My darling we’ll never be lonely again

I love how you laugh my darling, my dear
I love how your eyes are so blue
I love how you reason the time and the season
I love all the sweet things you do
So hold me tonight, hold me tomorrow
Through pleasure and sorrow I’ll be your man
I’ll hold you tonight, I’ll hold you forever
My darling we’ll never be lonely again

Treasure this love
It’s warm like the rays of the sun
Treasure this love
Where spirit and nature are one

Come lie down beside me my darling, my dear
Hear the night winds high above
Here in my arms you’re safe from all harms
Secure in the shelter of love
So hold me tonight, hold me tomorrow
Through pleasure and sorrow I’ll be your man
I’ll hold you tonight, I’ll hold you forever
My darling we’ll never be lonely again