Traveler Suite

PART I - INTRO

[Instrumental]

PART II - SETTING SUN

She is all I ever wanted

She could make me lie

I don't think she's dead or anything, but I still feel haunted

Something in the way she said goodbye

This time

Not like before

It could be me but it seemed like I needn't return

That's right Little Johnny gets to go and fight his war

And as he rides off in the sunset he feels the last rays burn

And shine

My setting sun

No we ain't done

My setting sun

No we ain't done

The only one

Who makes me run

The setting sun

No we ain't done

What the hell'd she mean

When she turned away and said don't you ever forget me

And why the sad routine

The tear in her eye, and my glib reply when I said "You'd never let me"

Oh no not she

I found a letter

I found it in a pocket that she must have slipped it in

It basically told me to forget her

Now I ain't no genius, but I think I could begin

To see

My setting sun

No we ain't done

My setting sun

No we ain't done

The only one

Who makes me run

The setting sun

No we ain't done

With the sun obscured from view

And none but the night left to keep me warm

It's me my darling with nothing left to do

But surrender to the coming storm

And I am born

PART III - COLOR ME GONE

With nothing to lose, and freedom to gain

I rode west at nightfall through freezing rain

Relying on luck, and the wit of my brain

Visions of plunder and endless campaign

Numb the pain

There is comfort in the saddle and the earth is good and soft

Build a sail to catch the wind set my chariot aloft

I'm rounding on the parapet and another city burns

Harvest all creation for its ominous returns

And then well before dawn you can color me gone

Moving on to the next after killing my prey

Growing steadily easier each one I'd slay

By blood and by battle, making my way

Unto the breach and into the fray

When I play

There is comfort in the saddle and the earth is good and soft

Build a sail to catch the wind set my chariot aloft

I'm rounding on the parapet and another city burns

Harvest all creation for its ominous returns

And then well before dawn you can color me gone

Come hell come high water come into me

Storm bring your flood waters turn desert to sea

Destroy all my obstacles whatever they be

Extinguish all light and fell every tree

Set me free!

PART IV - LOW BRANCH

A low branch touching the water

Feels the currents' take

A mighty river bends her

But oh, oh, oh

She won't break

Ain't gonna break anytime soon

A candle's flame she dances

When sudden a tempest blows

She dwindles and dims against the cold, cold winds

And oh, oh, oh

Then she grows

Somehow I gotta come and see

Someway it's familiar to me

Gently she'll try and try and try

It amazes me and I gotta find out why

PART V - PANCHO

[Instrumental]

PART VI - LOW BRANCH (REPRISE)

Somehow I gotta come and see

Some way she's familiar to me

Gently she'll try and try and try

It amazes me and I gotta find out why

I may never understand her

Her secret is not to know

Nothing for me to do with or for or to

But oh, oh, oh

I just love to watch her go

Part VII - Color Me Gone (Reprise)

I am the river that bends the branch

I am the tempest that dwindles the flame

No one can stand the avalanche

The beast can be bargained but he can't be tamed

The die casts long ago the Rubicon crossed

No one can hold me or alter my fate

Balance and equilibrium lost

Tribe on the move the momentum won't wait

It's too late...

There is comfort in the saddle and the earth is good and soft

Build a sail to catch the wind set my chariot aloft

I am rounding on the parapet and another city burns

Harvest all creation for its ominous returns

And then well before dawn you can collar me gone

PART VIII - SETTING SUN (REPRISE)

She was all I ever wanted

Maybe now I'm wanting something more

So we start away in the new day undaunted

Maybe that is what the morning's for

But you can't be sure