by Cary Kembla
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THE ROAD TO NAZARENE
When fields are thirsty
Cracking under feet
Rain on, rain on
And when harvest beckons
Longing for the heat
Shine on, shine on
And you can wrap your love in anger
You can cage your soul again
But it only makes it easy for
The demons to get in
In the furrows is a farmer
On his tractor bright and clean
Sowing rye seed as he rolls along
The road to Nazarene
When midnight's stormy
'n it's getting hard to sleep
Dream on, dream on
And if illusion
Calls you in too deep
Wake up, get on up
And you can wrap your love in anger
You can cage your soul again
But it only makes it easy for
The demons to get in
In the sunlight is a soldier
With a street girl pale and lean
Dropping poppies as they walk beside
The road to Nazarene
When it's wild and windy
Tornadoes round your head
Be still, be still
And when your head's spinning
With all that's left unsaid
Be real, get so real
And you can wrap your love in anger
You can cage your soul again
But it only makes it easy for
The demons to get in
On the stage there is an actress
In her big heart rending scene
Crying softly as she searches for
The road to Nazarene
© 2021 Cary Kembla
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