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Future History
01:18
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Thousands were running
like rats along a gutter
Standing in a field I saw you,
passing on a train
No one wants to live
in a war zone
Our families do what you will do
if your time comes
We can write
the future history
into new sidewalk
before it sets
We can make
the memories worth keeping,
or get lost at sea
never seen again
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2. |
The GreenHouse
03:27
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The dirtbound lot
that hopeless plot
front lawn: highway one
Hatchet table
The Kirsch fable
rusted engine washed to the hearth
Trash everywhere,
beds on the floor;
still we found our way
We mangled their songs
til they looked like our own
in a noisy shed we called 'home'
in a noisy shed we called 'home’
in a noisy shed we called 'home’
Jay washed the jars
and cut his hands
and never played again
We went to the bars
and danced to the bands
and never ever played again.
Never ever played again….
We set sail
across the gravel,
Through storm and doldrums
(though it all) That green house
stayed afloat --
Our ship/our place/our home
Bedroom guitars,
All drums on deck;
Verses nailed to the mast
(though it all) That green house
stayed afloat --
Our ship/our place/our home
[all together:]
Our ship! Our place! Our home!
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3. |
The Dancing Widower
03:17
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They call him ‘The Dancing Widower’
He spins records in the deep of night
But only two suns arise this dawn
after staying out all night
He’s never looked better,
bearing his loss with stoic grace.
The mirror ball scatters fractured light.
Bright smile on his bearded face
They call him ‘The Dancing Widower’
He spins records to the deep of night
But only two suns arise this dawn
after staying out all night
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4. |
Sing Around the Campfire
01:26
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So sing
around the campfire
about all the old times
that could have been
And gaze
into the fire
at all the plans
you’ve laid to rest
Now look up
to the stars
and consider:
were we ever going to go that far?
Now look inside your eyes
at all the plans
you have made
all the hopes
you have made
and see there's always time
all the hopes
you have made
and see... there's always time
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5. |
Ghostly Rockets
02:37
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Like cordwood
we stack all your corpses
in our memories/
Send you off to the heavens
even if you don’t believe
Like ghostly rockets on a
holy trajectory....
One by one we all fall
pins on a map, stars in the sky
Lost in time,
Like tears in the rain...
So goodbye Jeff, and goodbye Tom
So long, AlleyCat, and so long, Pam
We’ll all miss your Dad,
but you still got your mom
We’re still here but they’re going, going,
... gone!
Glad to know you, Frank, and too soon Jen
and Paul you were more human than human
The globe flung you in all directions --
Will we ever finish all the things we’ve begun?
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