- Downstairs
We begin downstairs and we end up up here.
(well see you grew everything that you needed to live on.
That's what it amounted to.
Mostly the main crop was potatoes.
But then you grew carrots, you know,
Cabbages, lettuce, tomatoes...
And we had cherry trees, big cherries,
You know, almost as big as the ones you can buy in the store now.
We still have some here as matter of fact.
If you're around in the summer, late july, drop in! yeah,
You had to grow your vegetables.
I mean we had to.
You couldn't go out to the stores
And buy vegetables in those days.
You had to grow it to live. yep, we had big gardens .
And you had to work hard b'y,
'tis a lot o hard work. everybody worked-
When you're old enough to work you had to work.
That's....that's it.
Everyone had to help you know.
But you managed to get enough. usually.
We did anyway.
You kept from...you grew enough
To have seeds for the next year.
And people traded seeds back and forth.
Some had more than others.
They just shared with one another.
Everyone had to grow vegetables if they wanted to live.
That's what it amounted to.
Lots of poor people too, who needed help you know.
People who had a little more helped.
Everyone helped everyone else.
That's the way we lived.
If you needed something you had no trouble to go next door,
If they had it, you got it; same way in reverse.)
Letras
- A Thousand Suns
Mil Sóis
Another Pilot
Bandages
Becky I Keep Singing This Song
Black Heart
Bricks
Death is quick
Downstairs
Epitaph
Esprit D'escalier
Go Henry
Handshake The Gangster
Holy Shit
Holy Shit (what A Relief)
Hospital Beds
Camas de Hospital
I've Been Asleep For A Long, Long Time
Into The Night
Lady Teresa
Lions for Scottie
New Goodbye
Novo Adeus
New Sum (nous Sommes)
Old Crow Black Night Stand Still
Open Arms
Parson Brown (upirngaangutuq Iqalunni)
Plug Your Ears
Psalm
Raskolnikov
Red Confederates' Red Confessions
Red Heart
Coração Vermelho
Red Song
Canção Vermelha
Seeds
Seventeen
Swing the Cellar Door
The Simplest Thing
A Coisa Mais Simples
The Year You Were Born
There's An Arc
Há Um Arco
Tie Down The Dying
Tired Eyes
We Made A Pact
Welcome
Who Is At My Window Weeping?
Quem Está Na Minha Janela Chorando?
Yer Fall
Yer Spring
Yes! Yes! Yes!
Sim! Sim! Sim!
Young Glass