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Will you miss me?
Will you miss me?
Will you miss me?
Will you miss me when I'm gone?
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Hello, Caroline
04:23
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I come up hard from the old homestead
Gone to shed everything
And I do not remember what my father said
When I went to the city
I come down hard with the rain in my shoes
Looking for medicine
And I been down long with the black camel too
When I went to the city
Light of my body, light on the land
Run and tell everyone
That I found a stone by the old riverbend
When I went to the city
Hello, Caroline
I'll crack the windows tonight
So follow me down to the old riverbend
Just after midnight
Second turn after the Holiday Inn
Under the stoplight
Come all you strangers if you're listening
Run and tell everyone
Past the hotel where the turnpike ends
Beside the setting sun
Past broken windows where the weather blows in
Turn on the radio
Taken by fire in 2010
Hear the hosannas roll
Hello, Caroline
I'll crack the windows tonight
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3. |
Angel Was My Friend
03:48
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Angel was my friend and she said
In my room there is no wanting
When we were with Angel
We all wanted so bad to be something
Angel was my friend and she was
Always in perpetual motion
When we are with Angel
Each of us in turn will be anointed
Angel was my friend and I said
In my room it comes to none and
We would lie and listen closely
To the radiator humming
Angel was my friend and she said
In my room there is no wanting
When we were with Angel
We all wanted so bad to be something
And she led us all
Down like the vanishing ghost by the old canyon wall
To forget who we are
But I wanted it so bad
I wanted it so bad
I wanted it so bad
I wanted so bad to be something
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Halo Over Everything
02:27
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When we first met you stole my spirit
And you gave it to coyote by the woodshed
The world was white light then
You lived in a Stonehenge of sorts on the outskirts of town
And all I wanted was to walk up to the front porch
And watch your yellow hair hang down
There was a halo over everything
In those days
Coyote with us always
And I went down to the deep den to bargain with him for what was mine
And all I wanted was to watch the way you walked
Beside the drying line
I lost myself a little while
Sucking on the sweet wine with him
Every bottle was a new beginning
He hung a seven pointed star above the barn to summon you to me
But he could not tell me where to find you
When I myself was wandering
I was dreaming of the way that you walked up the driveway
When I heard the news
The whole place was a ruin
White plastic bag blowing in the wind above the hemlock tree
Seven spirits dancing in a circle
Where the old house used to be
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Letter To Angel
03:49
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Come down this morning on the telegraph wire
Three more dead in the forest fire
I turn my ears to heaven
Big black bird on the telephone pole
Blood red sun spins a red hot coal
Down on the lights of the 7-11
Singing o, Lorelei-o
The great red city is a recumbent beast
Groaning beneath the big black boot defeated
And there ain't nothing left to sow here
But the city ain't no city anymore it is a ruin
And all alone the wind that wakes the bones can call the tune
And the ritual is all that's left to grow here
Singing o, Lorelei-o
O, Lorelei-o
My lord comes with a bottle in her beak
Cross-eyed and laughing in the naked evergreens and
I do not recognize her
Through an open window, the neighbor's TV
Bad news, a bad wind, a bad prophecy and
When she comes I will ride beside her
Singing o, Lorelei-o
O, Lorelei-o
O, Lorelei-o
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The goddamn neighbors
I can hear 'em through the floor boards
Breaking up the furniture at 2 AM
Crying like a baby
Over the baby
Slamming all the windows
So the whole world hears 'em too
We could disappear
If there were anywhere to go
Things been kind of slow lately
And the big RV parked
Out on the side street's
Giving me a bad vibe, baby
I'm gonna quit my job or something
And start all over again
There's a hundred thousand cars now
Lining up behind the trees
And a bad sign crying out of every single stereo
It's getting cold up here
On the border
God don't call on me like she used to
It's all happening again
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Second Sight
03:31
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I was born at the foggy bottom where the boundary water goes
You were born in a dying giant a thousand years ago
A measureless distance, they said - well sure I guess, but it's all inside your head
You came in the window and made your sign above my bed
In my second sight
Someday you will come down from the mountain with a hammer in your hand
Come to reclaim every debt you ever did lend
It's my mind, it's my eyes, I've lose the gift and everything
Come downstairs tonight and see what the remedy brings
In my second sight
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Honey Bee
06:16
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It has become clear that we live at the bottom of a crater
Whose dimensions can only be seen an an appointed time
When the moon rises over the neighborhood
And the seam between the stars and the streetlights cannot be divined
Tonight let's crawl to the edge and see what's down there on the other side
You and me are two honeybees in the eyes of a lion
I'm so tired of the city outside
I'm going for a long drive
I'm so tired of the city outside
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10. |
Comet Dance
05:02
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Spinning Wheel Waltz
03:36
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Little sin
Let me in
Little dove
We are one
Little wheel
Be revealed
And be gone
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How I remember in the midnight
In the beer light how your fading halo glowed just like a mood ring
That you lifted from the counter of the Union Street Cumberland Farms
And in the passenger seat of a Grand Caravan
Your tenth cigarette still unlit in your hand
And your eyes rolling back into your head, you were a black and white movie star
You came from New Haven ambivalent
Your hair was all gone, your kiss was antiseptic
It was a bad wind that blowed me
Tumbling back into your arms
So tonight you slip inside the city gates to catch your breath
And hallelujah, I've been saved even if only for a second
And you go on back to work or back to college or whatever you do now
I admit your yellow hair isn't so yellow any more
It's like the sky decided that it was your mother on some cold November morning
And you held it like a secret and we were blacking out
The homecoming was not what I expected
Your fingernails were long, your gaze was disaffected
But right away I recognized you by the curses
That were coming out your mouth
You said coyote goes
In my shadow wherever I go
And Caroline knows and carries him inside her raincoat
With the pockets full of holes and blue eyes peeking through the leaves
It was nothing like it was on my TV
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13. |
Felt Like Anything
02:34
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Ezekiel said
I'm tiring
Hang my tools and then
Put the whole world in
The head of a pin
And start all over again
I come downstairs
Brushing my hair
And I was unaware
That I became
Another grain
Of sand it felt like anything
Like anything
The pilot's low
The curtain's closed
And everybody's gone
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Bird Friend New Hampshire
Bird Friend is a weird folk band from Portsmouth, New Hampshire.
Geoff Himsel, Carson Kennedy, Andrew Eckel, and friends.
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The Audrey it Burns
by Abner II
talk shit sing in tune
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burning sister taylor river
by wheel kid
things chatter in the dark down here
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