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  • On The Border
  • by Al Stewart
  • The fishing boats go out across the evening water,
  • Smuggling guns and arms across the Spanish border.
  • The wind whips up the waves so loud,
  • The ghost moon sails among the clouds,
  • And turns the rifles into silver,
  • On the border.
  • On my wall, the colours of the maps are running.
  • >From Africa, the winds, they talk of changes coming.
  • The torches flare up in the night,
  • The hand that sets the farms alight,
  • Has spread the word to those who're waiting
  • On the border.
  • In the village where I grew up
  • Nothing seems the same.
  • Still you never see the change
  • >From day to day.
  • No one notices the customs slip away.
  • Late last night the rain was knocking on my window,
  • I moved across the darkened room, and in the lamp-glow,
  • I thought I saw down in the street,
  • The spirit of the century
  • Telling us that we're all standing
  • On the border.
  • In the islands where I grew up,
  • Nothing seems the same.
  • It's just the patterns that remain,
  • An empty shell.
  • But there's a strangeness in the air you feel too well.
  • The fishing boats go out across the evening water,
  • Smuggling guns and arms across the Spanish border.
  • The wind whips up the waves so loud,
  • The ghost moon sails among the clouds,
  • And turns the rifles into silver,
  • On the border,
  • On the border,
  • On the border,
  • On the border.
  • Transcribed by Rich Kulawiec, rsk@ecn.purdue.edu

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