Raised Eyes

(©2003 C./R. Rothschild)
Oh now, lady, won’t you speak to me
Cool and shady underneath this tree
I’m as broken as I can be
Tell me, lady, what do you see?

Raised eyes see the sky, where the cliffs are standing
Look down on the ground, where the birds are landing

Storm clouds coming, and it’s gonna rain
Broken open, nothing will be the same
If you let it, it’ll make you clean
In this desert you will see the green


Char – vocals, 5-string banjo, gaida, bass, saz, clarinet
Robby – vocals, drum set, hurdy gurdy