All words and music by Eve L. Rantzer
Dedicated to every artist, in every corner of the world, who has had to work a day job to stay alive.
1.
We were marked, musicians and poets,
Slaves, we fled,
Running North in a a maelstrom of bullets and cameras,
At the borders left for dead;
You slipped into a mountain pass, I took the river track,
Separated by fire, telepathic by night,
We can never regret,
We can never go home or look back.
CHORUS
Double indemnity,
Did you kill and kill again before they searched,
No one saw you leave the scene,
Flying will set you free,
When you’ve sung from every mountain, if they find you,
Don’t let them clip your wings,
Don’t let them take you –
2.
Prisoners all, sculptors and painters, Native Sons,
Thrown in cells by an army of bankers and savages,
Forgotten and unsung,
The ones still alive in the night are all we can save,
But I swear to the ones shut away in the dark
We will come for you, guns blazing fire in the dawning,
Be brave.
CHORUS
Double indemnity,
Did you kill and kill again before they searched,
No one saw you leave the scene,
Flying will set you free,
When you’ve sung from every mountain, if they find you,
Don’t let them clip your wings;
Double indemnity,
Did you kill and kill again before they searched,
No one saw you in the sky,
Flying will set you free,
When you’ve sung from every mountain,
Kiss me once, take my dreams and say good-bye….
Don’t let them take you –
ALIVE
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