Moon's Memory 

they were huddled on street corners 
on a summer afternoon
just waiting for a sudden gust of wind
and the world around was silent 
'cept for one ol' yappin dog 
beggin for someone to let him in 

and the eagle 
the eagle glides
down the mountainside
and I'm here waiting for you 
the moon's memory

an abandoned hotel building 
in the center of the town 
divides the huddled townsfolk into sides
downtown you got your hustlers
and uptown they've go no rules 
and in between it's just us waiting fools

still the eagle glides 
down the mountainside
and i'm here waiting for you 
the moon's memory 

the expectant mother’s nightmare 
is the insurance salesman’s dream 
‘cross a poisoned sea
the salmon spawns upstream 

and the eagle glides
down the mountainside 
and the choir sings 
while the church bells ring

i’m the moon’s memory

music and lyrics 
ⓒ r.s.greene 1988

Vocals, Guitar					russell greene
Slide Guitars, Drums, Vocals		robert greene
Bass							larry klein

Produced by David Schwartz and Frank Wolf

Introducing MGP

Moon's Memory

Today the World Became You

I see your face
in everything 
every space becomes your face
the sun lights the trees
caress the leaves 
but in its place 
I see you face 

All around 
in every sound 
in every cry 
we wave goodbye 

Today the World Became You 

And I hear your voice 
along the streets 
alone I walk 
it follows me

I feel the miles
I see the years 
in stranger’s smiles 
in passing tears 

Church Bells ring 
I hear you sing 
with every cry 
we wave goodbye 

Today the World Became You 



words and music
© r.s.greene 1988

Vocals					russell greene
Electric Guitars and Vocals		robert greene
Drums and Keyboards             	jim avakian 
Double Bass				david schwartz

Produced by David Schwartz and Frank Wolf

Today the World Became You

Thundering Tears

The planet's laughing
I hear it, loud and clear
the sun is shining
it’s got nothing to fear 
the ocean roars
it curtsies on its shore 
it says the last laugh
won't be yours

hey mr. talk show host
i need your therapy
i dial 976, oh someone, answer me the earth is crumbling
its falling, bit by bit
what gives, this shit's ridiculous

i pray for thunder
i pray for tears
i pray for thunder
thundering tears

maybe but maybe
they'll drop a bomb today
and in one truth filled light
we'll all be blown away
and in a billion years
they'll dig our fossils from ground
all the while the earth is spinning, spinning 'round

oh mighty dollar
can you build another sky?
heavenly father, i hear you, i hear you cry
just give the word, i'll build and ark of gopher wood 
please lord, i think a flood will do us good
i pray for thunder 
i pray for tears
i pray for thunder 
thundering tears

r.s.greene © 1988

Vocals and Bass Guitar			russell greene
Electric Guitars and Vocals		robert greene
Drums 					        robert greene

Produced by David Schwartz

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