Well the joker who made all things
Wears a newspaper hat and rings of copper wire
So don’t let yourself get tricked
Love and hate are two coals he picked from the same fire
Machine gun bullets flying
Barbed wire on the borderline we got to get through
You gotta clear away the junk
There’s only room in the trunk for one or two
And when we lose our way
We don’t forget the flame burns
And when there’s nothing left to say
We won’t forget the flame burns
Who was tired of running her race
Wanted to find another place another way
Who was carrying a heavy load
Wanted to sit down in the middle of the road say not today
And when we lose our way
We don’t forget the flame burns
And when there’s nothing left to say
We won’t forget the flame burns
So if you’re losing in a crooked game
Keep your eyes upon the flame it burns til dawn
And if you’re carrying a heavy load
After 2000 miles of road the flame burns on
And the joker who made all things
Sits over in the corner and sings and plays guitar
So don’t let yourself get unrolled
This is all just a story he told the drunks at the bar
And when we lose our way
We don’t forget the flame burns
And when there’s nothing left to say
We won’t forget the flame bur
A killer live experimental rock LP from Chris Forsyth with the rhythm section of Sunwatchers, full of blistering energy. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 30, 2021
Big, clanging psych-rock from this Arizona outfit fuses monk-like vocals with slow-winding guitars for songs that feel like strange hymns. Bandcamp New & Notable May 2, 2016