There is a woman on a hillside
By a babbling brook
She's a famed geologist
Even wrote some books
She's always wearing flowers
Fauna and rings
Voice of an angel
When she sings
Sometimes in the springtime
When water is running high
She makes her way cross river
To the the watering eye
Almost like magic
Her band will appear
Happens the same time every year
The eye has a small bar
Raised stage in the back
Good drinks and beer
Bar food and snacks
The woman from the hillside
Steps up and cries
Welcome my friends to the watering eye
This ones a about whiskey, love, and death
A little bit of geology
And love's last breath
Children of the Sun the earth
And moon all welcome here
Love is all and all is love
None shall live in fear
Its been decades since she's come around
The sky is darker and loving can't be found
I think about all that music and I cry
Goddamn I miss the watering eye
Her songs were out of order
And out of time
Sometimes start with a chorus
And make up a line
Whenever folks asked
And they always did
She'd say strange rock
And smile like a kid
Some say she headed west
On a transcendental plain
She lives on in our hearts
Till the eye opens again
People have the power
You know the rest
No damn room for hatred y'all
This isn't a test
Its been decades since she's come around
The sky is darker and loving can't be found
I think about the music and I cry
Goddamn I miss the watering eye
Cause She Had
What
High polished trombone
Deep blowing Baritone
Low thumping Cajon
Two flutes sweet tones
Double Bass clocking time
Kazoo solo blow your mind
Sharp cutting vibroslap
Truth telling tenor sax
Molten iron guitar
Songs about imploding stars
Moon in the night sky
Meet you at the watering eye
Its been decades since she's come around
The sky is darker and loving can't be found
I think about the music and I cry
Goddamn I miss the watering eye