Its your world, its your mind,
its your living thought.
Its your life, its your war,
honestly fought.
Its our right, its their cause,
its all coming down.
And its alright, hey.
These are the unchangeable times of our grief.
It doesn't require any thought to just breathe.
The bridges were broken, the streets laying bare,
the judgement wont leave you there.
You're never sure, its always unfound, its obvious now.
Madness bleeds through these walls, silent and wild.
Souls yearn, like addicts of life, to justify.
A look back at the late Bert Jansch's 1985 classic, "From The Outside," an album that bridges the gap between his native Scotland and the Americana his music invokes. Bandcamp Album of the Day Jun 14, 2016