1. |
Mendocino
03:22
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There is one way
To digest a month of Sundays
A turn of phrase that
You once knew
Lay me sideways
And assert we avoid highways
Reiterate until
We all turn blue (in the face)
But, Mendocino's far away
Stop the presses
And hang up your finest dresses
For now we're counted
Down and out
The years beyond you
Will remain behind by just two
You may at some point
Want to shout (I'm awake!)
Well, Mendocino's far away
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2. |
Laggard
04:03
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Marky was thinking
On his morning smoke
"What if this one is the big one?"
He glanced at the ashes
They're dancing with the oaks
He wonders if he'd
Float so freely
Pushing so steady
Steadily he falls
He's seeing his sum
But his parts malfunction
Millions are chirping
They're chirping at the sun
He smiles as he
Watches the machinery
Awake in a white room
Which one could this be?
The nurses walk in
One wearing a grin
"Honey," she laughs
"Such sloth is a sin"
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3. |
It Continues To Be
03:24
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The trestle's only giving
I've got a mind to think
That time has worn it thin
Built of lumber
Nothing's meant to last
Way out west
A manifested collapse
It's the latest episode
Of breathing, choking
On the carbon allotrope
It's the running, talking, killing joke
It continues to be
A loud and trotting train
It sounds the same
As if it were
Halting on arrival
Now you're barking up my tree
I've got mind to think
I've got no right to speak
I bought a coat
I've gotten hand-me-downs
So stiffen your lip
And lower your brow
It's a strip laying limp
The reminder's in a pit
Where all the pillars pile
Reposition yourself
They're be seen for miles
It continues to be
A loud and trotting train
It sounds the same
As if it were
Halting on arrival
Headlights on tracks
Don't guide the way
But they flicker night and day
And you though they'd go out
25 years ago...
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4. |
Withholdings
04:39
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See it through
You may want to
Give it time
With the car left running
Cold it seems
To us at least
When time had ceased
Closer than we had been
To anything
Once could see it
With eyes so cunning
And the car left running
(Fate withholds us tight)
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5. |
Decatur, GA
03:07
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Cynthia and her punk rock youth pastor
Made plans that she could not refuse
They packed her things
They fit in two garbage bags
They'd leave the next day at noon
Decatur, GA
To California
A story that will never age
But it's strange
That they thought
The stakes wouldn't raise
Birmingham
To Jackson, Mississippi
Soon they'll be out of the fray
But Johnny Law
He hasn't forgotten that the girl
Won't be 18 'til May
Now they're in Texas
Oh Lord, it's Texas
The journey has just begun
But the lights
Red and blue
May break up the fun
The heat surrounds them
Beneath the ground is
Where he thinks this ends
But she runs
Headed east to the
Rising sun.
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