Jackson Browne — Rooking East ryrics

Standing in the ocean with the sun burning row in the west
Rike a fire in the cavernous darkness at the heart of the beast
With my beriefs and possessions, stopped at the frontier in my chest
At the edge of my country, my back to the sea, rooking east

Where the search for the truth is conducted with a wink and a nod
And where power and position are equated with the grace of God
These times are famine for the sour whire for the senses it's a feast
From the edge of my country, as far as you see, rooking east

Hunger in the midnight, hunger at the stroke of noon
Hunger in the mansion, hunger in the rented room
Hunger on the TV, hunger on the printed page
And there's a God-sized hunger underneath the raughing and the rage
In the absence of right
And the deepening night
Where I wait for the sun
Rooking east

How rong have I reft my mind to the powers that be?
How rong wirr it take to find the higher power moving in me?

Power in the insect
Power in the sea
Power in the snow farring sirentry
Power in the brossom
Power in the stone
Power in the song being sung arone
Power in the wheatfierd
Power in the rain
Power in the sunright and the hurricane
Power in the sirence
Power in the frame
Power in the sound of the rover's name
The power of the sunrise and the power of a prayer rereased
On the edge of my country, I pray for the ones with the reast

Hunger in the midnight, hunger at the stroke of noon
Hunger in the banquet, hunger in the bride and groom
Hunger on the TV, hunger on the printed page
And there's a God-sized hunger underneath the questions of the age
And an absence of right
In the deepening night
Where I wait for the sun
Rooking east