Neil Young & Crazy Horse – Sleeps With Angels [1994]
(Reprise ’94).
1. My Heart (2:47)
2. Prime of Life (4:05)
3. Driveby (4:46)
4. Sleeps with Angels (2:46)
5. Western Hero (4:00)
6. Change Your Mind (14:40)
7. Blue Eden (6:25)
8. Safeway Cart (6:32)
9. Train of Love (4:00)
10. Trans Am (4:07)
11. Piece of Crap (3:16)
12. A Dream That Can Last (5:27)
My Heart
Down in the valley the sheperd sees
His flock is close at hand
And in the night sky a star is falling down
from someone’s hand
Somewhere, somehwere,
I gotta get somewhere
It’s not too late, it’s not too late
I’ve got to get somewhere
This time I will take the lead somehow
This time you won’t have to show me how
When dreams come crashing down like trees
I don’t know what love can do
When life is hanging in the breeze
I don’t know what love can do
My heart, my heart
I’ve got to keep my heart
It’s not too late, it’s not too late
I’ve got to keep my heart
My love, I will give to you, it’s true
Although I’m not sure what love can do
Somehwere, somewhere
I’ve got to get somewhere
It’s not too late, it’s not too late
I’ve got to get somewhere
Somewhere someone has a dream come true
Somehow someone has a dream come true
Prime of Life
Shadows climb up the garden wall
Upon the green the first leaf falls
It’s the prime of life and the king and queen
Step out into the sun, (Oh yeah)
Are you feeling all right
Not feeling too bad myself
Are you feeling all right, my friend?
Footsteps run down the castle hall
To the rooms of the paper doll
It’s the prime of life, where the spirit grows
And the mirror shows both ways (Oh yeah)
Are you feeling all right
Not feeling too bad myself
Are you feeling all right, my friend?
When I first saw your face
It took my breath away
When I first saw your face
It took my breath away
Shadows fly up the garden wall
Upon the green the first leaf falls
It’s the prime of life and the king and queen
Step out into the sun (Oh yeah)
Are you feeling all right
Not feeling too bad myself
Are you feeling all right, my friend?
Driveby
It’s a random kind of thing
Came upon a delicate flower
I can’t believe a machine gun sings
Driveby, driveby, driveby, driveby
Well he borrowed his girlfiend’s car
Went out riding with the boys
Now she’s gone like a shooting star
Driveby, driveby, driveby, driveby
Now she’s gone like a shooting star
Trail of dreams Tragic trail of fire
Now she’s gone like a shooting star
Driveby, driveby, driveby, driveby
Well you feel invincible
It’s just a part of life
There’s a feud going on and you don’t know
Driveby, driveby, driveby, driveby
Sleeps With Angels
She wasn’t perfect
She had some trips of her own
He wasn’t worried
At least he wasn’t alone (Too late)
He sleeps with angels (Too soon)
He’s always on someone’s mind
He sleeps with angels (Too late)
He sleeps with angels (Too soon)
She was a teen queen
She saw the dark side of life
She made things happen
But when he did it that night
She ran up phone bills
She moved around from town to town (Too late)
He sleeps with angels (Too soon)
He’s always on someone’s mindHe sleeps with angels
He sleeps with angels
Western Hero
Frontier town, home of the westren hero
Frontier justice, dealt with the iron hand
He wore a long coat to the ground
He wore big boots that made a sound
He wore a six gun on his hip
But now he doesn’t carry it
Sure enough, he was a western hero
On the deck, sighting an old Jap zero
And on the shores at Normandy
He fought for you, he fought for me
Across the land and on the sea
But now he’s just a memory
And in the distance, the rocket’s red glare
The bombs burst in the air
This time we’re never going back
Through the years he changed somehow
He’s different now
He’s different now
Open fire, here comes the western hero
Standing there, big money in his hand
Sure enough, he was a western hero, Sure enough
Change Your Mind
When you get weak, and you need to test your will
When life’s complete, but there’s something missing still
Distracting you from this must be the one you love
Must be the one whose magic touch can change your mind
Don’t let another day go by without the magic touch
Distracting you (change your mind)
Supporting you (change your mind)
Embracing you (change your mind)
Convincing you (change your mind)
When you’re confused and the world has got you down
When you feel used and you just can’t play the clown
Protecting you from this must be the one you love
Must be the one whose magic touch can change your mind
Don’t let another day go by without the magic touch
Protecting you (change your mind)
Restoring you (change your mind)
Revealing you (change your mind)
Soothing you (change your mind)
You hear the sound, you wait around and get the word
You see the picture changing everything you’ve heard
Destroying you with this must be the one you love
Must be the one whose magic touch can change your mind
Don’t let another day go by without the magic touch
Destroying you (change your mind)
Embracing you (change your mind)
Protecting you (change your mind)
Confining you (change your mind)
Distracting you (change your mind)
Supporting you (change your mind)
Distorting you (change your mind)
Controlling you (change your mind)
Change your mind (change your mind)
Change your mind, change your mind (change your mind)
Change your mind (change your mind)
The morning comes and there’s an odor in the room
The scent of love, more than a million roses bloom
Embracing you with this must be the one you love
Must be the one whose magic touch can change your mind
Don’t let another day go by without the magic touch
Embracing you (change your mind)
Concealing you (change your mind)
Protecting you (change your mind)
Revealing you (change your mind)
Change your mind, change your mind (change your mind)
Change your mind (change your mind)
Change your mind, change your mind (change your mind)
Change your mind (change your mind)
Change your mind, change your mind
Change your mind
Change your mind, change your mind
Change your mind
Change your mind, change your mind
Change your mind, change your mind
Blue Eden
Embracing, distorting, supporting, comforting
Convincing you, consoling you
Controlling you, destroying you
All over you
I know someday we’ll meet again
We come and go that way my friend
It’s part of me, it’s part of you
You feel invincible, it’s just a part of life
You feel invincible, it’s just a part of life
Safeway Cart
Like a Safeway cart rolling down the street
Like a sandal mark on the Savior’s feet
Just keep rolling on it’s a ghetto dawn
Baby looks so bad with her TV eyes
Going, going, gone and the picture cries
It’s a ghetto dawn
Baby looks so bad with her TV eyes
Going, going, gone and the picture cries
Baby looks so bad with her TV eyes
Like a Safeway cart rolling down the street
Past the Handy mart to the Savior’s feet
Going, going, gone and the picture cries
Baby looks so sad
Baby looks so bad
It’s a ghetto dawn
Like a Safeway cart rolling down the street
Like a sandal mark on the Savior’s feet
Just keep rolling on to a ghetto dawn
Train Of Love
Train of love
Racing from heart to heart
Running late
Still in the lonely part
This train will never run me down
But only take me where I’m bound
It’s part of me and part of you
I’ll always be a part of you
Sail along, sail along silver moon
Don’t be blue
Throw shadows in my room
I know in time we’ll meet again
We come and go that way, my friend
It’s part of me and part of you
I’ll always be a part of you
“To love and honor ’til death do us part”
Repeat after me
This train is never going back
When the lonesome whistle blows
No one knows, no one knows
Train of love, Train of love
Train of love, Train of love
It’s part of me, it’s part of you
Train of love
Trans Am
Trans Am
The wagons in the valley had pulled up for the night
Seth said “go get the plow out Merle, this place looks just right”
By then they were surrounded, by dawn they all were dead
I heard this from the old Trans Am, up the road ahead
That cowboy just kept talking, I thought I heard him say
He used to ride the Santa Fe before the tracks were laid
Trans Am
A nasty wind was blowing through the gates of Eden Park
One was swinging and one was hanging,
and the street lights all were dark
It crawled along the boulevard with two wheels on the grass
That old Trans Am was dying hard, but still had lots of gas
The golden gate was open wide, the sun came shining through
Where once the angels stood and cried everything was new
Trans Am
Global manufacturing, hands across the sea
The hotel filled with dealers, everything was free
Before the competition, ahead of all the rest
The product was presented, it clearly was the best
The power link was ruptured, the hotel shook and rolled
The old Trans Am just bounced around and took another road
Trans Am
An old friend showed up at the door
The mile posts flying by
He said come on, I said what for
He said I’ll show you why
I got a call from north of here
They said some girl’s broke down
There’s good money in it for you and me
If we can get her back to town
She’s somewhere north of Barstow
Lost on 66
An old Trans Am by the side of the road
That needs a headlight fixed
Trans Am
Piece Of Crap
Tried to save the trees
Bought a platsic bag
The bottom fell out
It was a piece of crap
Saw it on the tube
Bought it on the phone
Now you’re home alone
It’s a piece of crap
I tried to plug in it
I tried to turn it on
When I got it home
It was a piece of crap
Got it from a friend
On him you can depend
I found out in the end
It was a piece of crap
I’m trying to save the trees
I saw it on TV
They cut the forest down
To build a piece of crap
I went back to the store
They gave me four more
The guy told me at the door
It’s a piece of crap
A Dream That Can Last
I feel like I died and went to Heaven
The cupboards are bare but the streets are paved with gold
I saw a young girl who didn’t die
I saw a glimmer from in her eye
I saw the distance, I saw the past
And I know I won’t awaken, it’s a dream that can last
I feel like I died and went to Heaven
The cupboards are bare but the streets are paved with gold
And all the lights were turned down low
And no one wondered or had to go
Out on the corner the angels say
There is a better life for me someday
I feel like I died and went to Heaven
The cupboards are bare but the streets are paved with gold
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Neil Young: guitar, tack piano, accordion, flute, harmonica, vocal
Frank “Poncho” Sampedro: guitar, grand piano, electric piano, keyboards, bass marimba, vocal
Billy Talbot: bass, vibes, bass marimba, vocal
Ralph Molina: drums, vocal
Recorded at The Complex Studios, West Los Angeles, Nov. 8, 1993-Apr. 25, 1994
Produced by David Briggs & Neil Young