Rolling down the river of sadness
Trying to find my way.
How could I know the madness 
To give up my day?
To pink street life and an odyssey night
Never to dance again.
How could I believe you'd take my light,
Just by being my friend.

Show me, how I feel,
Know me, know the feeling isn't real,
Go with me, to the end,
Never to be more than friends.

If I lost a limb I'd really know you,
Not in some loving way.
How could I ever hope to show you,
When there's too much to say?
Cast me out at the finest moment,
Take my mind from me.
I lost it in the stupid showing,
Now it's yours to keep.

Show me, show me how I feel....

Rolling down a river of sadness,
Trying to find my way.
How could I ever know the madness,
To give up my day?
What have I heard but an empty word,
And polite company?
What do I know but what you show,
As you part from me?

Show me....

To Rudy's, With Love

I met you
When the stars were falling,
And I knew you
Before the sun.
But it was all a dream we dreamed
That's gone,
But this song plays on.

And I met you
In the red room.
And I kissed you
By the old streetlamp;
I should've known from the first it couldn't be much worse
Than love,
Love itself.

Oh, I've lost my good friend now,
Oh, I've lost my good friend now,
I couldn't seek it
Anyhow.
Oh, I've lost my good friend now.

And I left you,
When the rain was falling.
And I loved you,
Even still.
But I should've known from the first you couldn't save me from the worst
In myself.

Oh, I've lost my good friend now....

In the dark,
A voice creaks,
And then it's gone,
While the lamplight flickers off
To the dawn.

And I met you......

Lost My Good Friend Now

I know you built this house
My whole lifetime ago;
I never thought this is how things would turn out,
But there's so many things I don't know.
It seemed such a short course to walk,
But it's a long way to go.

And I thought of you in that bed,
Where they had to leave you alone.
And though I made it to the front door,
I never felt farther from home.
It seemed such a short course to walk,
But it's a long way to go.

And I'd rather be a now than a then,
And things didn't have to be this way.
And when we meet again,
I know just what I'll say.

I heard you singing from my cell;
I'll hear it forever more.
If there's something to hold on to in the dark,
You know I'll reach through that door.
It was such a short course I walked,
But now it's a long way to go.

And I'd rather be a now than a then,
And things didn't have to be this way.
And when we meet again,
I know just what I'll say.

Now And Then

Got off the bus in Bratislava and I didn't know what to do,
I left my lovin' mama for the blue Danube.
She was my one true lover, but I had to let her down,
Sure there wasn't any other, I just couldn't settle down.

So I took a pull of palinka and boarded on a plane,
And that's how I found myself back in Brno again.
I thought that I had kicked it, I thought my rambling days were through,
You never know how that rambling itch will sneak right up on you.

So I killed a cup of Kozel and got on the Elbe's flow,
Resolving to follow that big river just wherever it may go.
I figure if I can make Hamburg by tomorrow night,
I can have the time of it beneath those big city lights.

Will you be my sweetheart, even if just for one night?
I'll never find my lovin mama, I'll never make things right.
So roll on big river, take me far from my home,
As long as I've my slivovice I won't ever be alone.

Bratislava Blues

Take me across the Hudson River,
I want to go to my grandma's old home.
I'll be there with my brothers and sisters,
Going back to a place that I've known.

Take me back, mama, take me back,
Gotta believe we can get on the right track.
Take me home, mama, take me home,
I want to believe we're not in it alone.

I want to taste White Manna from heaven,
I want to ride the 167 Express;
I want to believe like I did then,
Want to the world to weigh a little less.

Take me back, mama, take me back,
Gotta believe we can get on the right track.
Take me home, mama, take me home,
I want to believe we're not in it alone.
Not in it alone, no, no.
Not in it alone, na na na na.

Take me across the Hudson River,
I want to go to my grandma's old home.
I'll be there with my brothers and sisters,
Going back to a place that I've known.

Take me back, mama, take me back,
Gotta believe we can get on the right track.
Take me home, mama, take me home,
I want to believe we're not in it alone.
Not in it alone, no, no.
Not in it alone, na na na na.

Hudson River

Someplace Else

Even The Believers

Music from the space between the kitchen and the living room.

John Clifford

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