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When the sun sets over high mountains it doesn’t get dark
When the valley cools in in the evening the crinoline bark
Strike a match on the stone hearth flickering light for the fire
I watch the blue ridge violet hue ridge fade in the night…
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Bait on the hook
A curse on the town
We laugh like coyotes
And cry just like clowns
It scrubs off of our fingers
A little elbow grease and there it goes
Bones in the garden
Pitchfork in the hay
Mice in the cupboard
It’s written all…
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last one of an epic 31 days. whew. this is a remake of july 11, shortened considerably, with lyrics added to the second half.
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Tell 'em that we went out with a bang
Please tell 'em that we went out with a bang
Smiled and waved at everyone we met
Shook hands with the utmost respect
Came up with a cure for loneliness
Ended all the west coast homelessness
Sent another…
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I’ll hit the road
Tonight I suppose
My eyes do a roll
When you make your joke
(why are you gonna hit the road? Are you mad at it?)
I wanted to
Be of some use
Words in my mouth
Cut my tongue out
It’s not so bad
This foreign land…
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When I was young I tiptoed the garden
And then I salted all that I could see
The summer sun it seemed a yoke upon me
But no so much for the open-hearted leaves
August came around while I was sleeping
September grasses bent under my feet…
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Seventh Heaven baseball cards
No slip-n-slides once it gets dark
The moneys in the coffee can
Out there you’ll find the promised land I know it
I rolled the pennies, swept the floor
Put folded shirts in dresser drawers
Lit the candle…
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Everyone is writing songs inside their heads
Waking up from sleeping in their unmade beds
I cleared out space in springtime to make room for the fall
I wrote you words of kindness, but I won’t speak them at all
The kudzu choked the hillside…
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Sunday morning, no such luck
My head is dizzy, it’s bright as fuck I’m dying
I make my way to south French broad
Lumbering wondering where she’s gone or something
I see Sam he’s in the same shape as me
Bundled in funneling misery by the…
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Spinning like the wheel
Painted on the temple
Does the wheel turn slowly
Or is it me that moves?
I can count the hours
And I can name the prophets
Kept like silver spoons
Struck like wooden matches
Should I call it sleep or divine…
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I was in deep at second, my heels in the outfield - full count
No one left out on the bases, familiar faces, the heat breaks a cloud
Hands red from the clay dirt as I held up my glove to my faaaaaaace
It smells just the way I remember, the…
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Everyone is writing songs inside their heads
Waking up from sleeping in their unmade beds
I cleared out space in springtime to make room for the fall
I wrote you words of kindness, but I won’t speak them at all
The kudzu choked the hillside…
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