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Neon Cowboy
03:38
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Romeo is dirtier than Juliet thought
And Juliet likes things her own way
And he thinks about her all the time
Yeah he thinks about her all the time
Three boys just about fifteen
And they’re sitting on the stoop
I know they are homeless and they have run away
Money makes the world go round
You are stuck here till you can get out of town
They've got no coats and it is ten degrees
And, and I look back at them on my way home
And I, I’m looking at me
And I, I was looking at me
I saw the future and I saw the past
Neon cowboy draws a line in the sand
Girls dance and fall asleep so far from home
I remember
The first time you came to my door
No bags
No gravity
No floor
I took a picture
Yeah I took a picture
Before you could drift away
I took a picture
Yeah I took a picture
Before you could drift away
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2. |
Pretty Good Day
04:19
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Well You said
You planned your funeral when you were 50.
And I wake up early
To be there for the sun
For all that it does
It’s the least I can do
least I can do
You said you once had a garden
A garden where nothing would grow
I’d rather you had a bicycle
That would take you
Where ever you wanted to go
There’s a story I tell about the desert
How I saw you up in a tree
How I watched you from a satellite
Sent you erotic pictures of me
But the desert turned into the heartland
And the heartland lead to the sea
And the future is mirky
At best
You said you wanted to travel
Then you lost your legs
You didn’t unravel
But it changed everything
It was a pretty good day
I drove with a friend across the border
We sat on a stone wall
In the shade
And drank coffee
Took the back way
Into Monday
Cried very little
About the past
I put my feet up
When I had enough
Yea, yea
Out in the back yard with the radio
I can hear all the way to Little Rock Arkansas
600 miles through the atmosphere
Into my ear
It seems like forever
Could conceivably arrive
I'm hoping for the best
Bit I know better
It’s late
Most things have come and gone
The water in my tap
Seems a little bit colder
And I am happy just to see you
I’ll be waiting
I try to be cynical
What a fucking joke
I should stick to what I know
And I don’t know how to explode
And I don’t know how to explode
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3. |
The Conversation
04:03
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Well I heard a conversation
Outside the CVS
About a country gone to hell
High heels sound like horses
And the flag hangs in the brittle breeze
And I can’t sleep
And I can’t wake up
Carry on this disease
This disease
I can’t sleep
And I can’t wake up
Winter’s just around the corner
I’m trying hard to understand
To understand
Sleeping in the car
In the middle of the day
I will find the goodness
And I will find my way
On occasion I will think of something new
Surprised and delighted
I might bring it to you
Today I’ll be the stranger
Swimming in your pool
And I will cross the line for you
And I will break that golden rule
I wish your fields were mine
Then all the sunrises would be in me
Everybody wants the sun to rise
Everybody want that river to flow
Everybody wants the sun to rise
Everybody want that river to flow, flow, flow
Everybody everybody wants that sun to rise
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4. |
Two More Inches
04:16
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I see my father in the garden
He’s wearing his khaki pants
A drink in his hand, he’s shirtless
Practicing his farewell dance
I’m in the grass and I’m watching
Two fingers measuring his drink
He has four more years
And two more inches
If I have enough to drink
HIs ghosts will come around
We tend to play catch up
And pick thru the lost and found
There is a tent in the woods
With a bike and a chair
I walk past every day
I never see anyone there
I am going there tonight
Just trying to get back home
Silly silly me
Lost in what can never be
Gardens growing, skinned my knee trying not to drown my memory.
Say hello to Joe
He’s taking out the trash
We share a bit of land
And a little wooden fence
I hear his troubles
When they spill out of his house
I would say we are
good neighbors
I’m just trying to get back home
Silly silly me
Lost in what can never be
I got the gardens growing, skinned my knee trying not to drown my memory.
The sun through the window
Bare trees and a southern sky
Birds in the air
Gliding way up high
They see the trouble
I am going to send your way
Those birds
In that southern sky
My father in the garden,1965
He’s got a drink in his hand and he’s shirtless
Practicing his farewell dance
I’m in the grass and I’m watching
Two fingers measure his drink
He has four more years
And tonight, just two more inches
I’m just trying to get back home
Silly silly me
Lost in what can never be
I got the gardens growing, skinned my knee trying not to drown my memory.
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5. |
Old Apartment
04:21
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II’m going back to our old apartment
Might even sleep in our old bed
Gonna wake up and look out all the windows
Gonna remember what was in my head
Oh man the sky it sure looks pretty
Looks like the back yard’s over grown
I hear it might rain tonight
Put on my coat and go back home
Funny thing about my memories
Don’t feel the same as they did before
Some things that were funny just aren’t funny
Can’t believe it was me knocking on your door
I’ve been burning bridges lately
Ever since my sister died last spring
And I’ve been looking through the ashes baby
Looking for that precious thing
I want that green grass way back down the river
Some people say I can’t go back and get her
But you know I will be swimming there
So I’ve lost it just a little
In the morning I’ll be fine
Just want to hear you say you remember
Remember when I walked the line
I’ve been burning bridges lately
Some needed burned a long time ago
And I’ve been searching through the ashes baby
Looking for that precious thing
I want that green grass way back down the river
I want that green grass way back there
Some say I can’t, can’t go back and get her
But you know I will be swimming there
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I used to stick out my thumb
To passing strangers
I drove them home
While they slept
Now I gather up wood
A fence I helped to tear down
I built a fire
To add to the starry sky
My little tear in the heartland
Keeper of memories
I thought that I could do it
Believing I used to believe
Two chairs looking out the window
A table in between
Two hands on the wheel
And I ain't letting go
When you need me I’ll come round
I will drive you I will drive you home
When we fall asleep
Some things are just a dream
I was in the backseat
A childhood friend was singing
The radio was playing
My father drove the car
We drove through the country
Amber grains were waving
There was no war
No suffering
Yea, we drove through the country
Amber grains were waving
There was no war
No suffering
Little tears in the heartland
Keeper of memories
I thought that I could do it
Believing I used to believe
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7. |
Above My Head
04:11
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I knew a girl
She played me her favorite songs
I remember it was summer
By September she was gone
I knew a girl
She treated me so kind
She came in through the window
She told me
Everything was fine
She told me to kiss her lips
She told me to take my time
I knew a girl
She was bright eyed
And I was under siege
With her around
Oh man I did not bleed
The stars were bright above my head
Her breath was in my ear
The final days of summer
Oh man they just disappeared
I ran across her obituary
On a cloudy day in May
It said she died in Florida
A thousand miles away
And a friend would scatter her ashes
On the gulf coast
Some day
Every breath you take
Some day
Every toll of the bell
Every moment you spend
Wading in the wishing well
Bothers and sisters
Lend me your hand
For the great unknown
Has been taken again
The all knowing
Nothing to say
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8. |
Of That I'm Sure
04:28
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I have cried that river
Many times alone
Where have you been
And where are you from
Blood bank giving out a loan
I traveled with the future generation
Back to a place they will never call home
Decades between us
Many many moons
I found you calling
On a breezy afternoon
I went back home
After quite some time
Many many miles
Rver of dreams
You’re hang with the living
But some of us are gone
You’re sorting out your papers
Everything you’ve done
It filled two barrels
Then it filled another one
How hard you fought
In the moment how you tried
Far from anyone
That every knew your name
Back that way you were just the same
I can’t help thinking that it matters
I don’t think that I’m the only one
In the last moments of my life
I want you to know
I will find a few seconds
To think of you
Of that I’m sure
Of that I’m sure
Of that I’m sure
Of that I’m sure
I can’t help thinking that it matters
I don’t think that I’m the only one
A little bit of what’s the use
A little bit of time will tell
A little bit of leave well enough alone
Of that I’m sure
Of that I’m sure
Of that I’m sure
Of that I’m sure
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9. |
Sing a Different Song
05:25
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Well the air has gone still
And the sky is gone
I just want it to be raining
There’s no train out of this shameful station
The water’s edge seems to be close at hand
I shot a bird when I was young
With my paper route money I bought a gun
And I marched right up to the edge of life
With right and wrong between the sights
If I had a hammer
I'd hammer in the evening
I'd hammer all over this land
What happened to this country?
What’s happening to my town?
Don’t see my friends out walking...
Where are the children?
Something’s going down
My TV has spoken,
Doesn’t seem to help
Nothing does
Nothing can help
I shot a bird when I was young
With my paper route money
I bought a gun
And I marched right up to the edge of life
With right and wrong between the sights
Take me back to the minutes
Just before it began
Take an old-time picture,
Make a billion scans
Just before the chaos
I know a perfect moment rose
And I need to see the faces
In order to go on
Tears came out of nowhere
Like a sudden summer storm
The wind picked up
And the trees lay down
You disappear without warning
Wherever have all of you gone?
When the wind picked up and the trees lay down?
Born to make a difference
Raised with right and wrong
I hold you in my arms tonight and I sing a different song.
Were you driving the car?
Were you washing the dishes by the sink?
Were you rushing home from work,
Were you trying not to think?
Were you playing your guitar?
Were you watching children play?
Were you swinging from a limb
On a sunny day?
Were you looking out the window?
Were you trying to get a ride?
Were you looking for someone
Or just trying to hide?
Do you want to make a difference?
Do you want to know the way?
God help us all
On this dark dark da
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10. |
Gaining Ground
04:50
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Well I heard my ex-wife talking to our neighbor
About her new.. boy …friend
She said I’m so used to taking care of others
Well he is taken care of me instead
You know I felt a little funny
Cause i knew she was talking about me
Thats not the way I remember it
No i do not remember it to be that way
When I was 18
I took in a runaway
She crawled into my bed
On the 7th day
I played her music and I cooked her food
I did everything that I thought I could
Down stairs to mikes ohhh we would go
Find that water bed and sink right in
Yeah yea, we would begin again
For fear of choking on you
For fear of something new
Well it tears me apart and it pushes me away
I hope
I hope
I hope
I hope
I hope that i will bend
You know I’ve been mistaken
I have been down on my knees
But i never have forsaken
never have forsaken
All those things that were given to me
I look at my feet in the morning
And I wonder where they are bound
I should be picking flowers
I should be gaining ground
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11. |
History is Waiting
04:11
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12. |
A Good Place to Start
05:10
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13. |
Every Valley a River
09:34
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Every valley a river
Lean into the wind
Every act a sail
Up against my skin
We can listen to the music
It's not too late for that
I took the road down to the river
Ah, I feel it rushing in
Every valley a river
Lean into the wind
Every act a sail
Up against my skin
Every valley a river
Lean into the wind
Every act a sail
Up against my skin
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Rescue Box Providence, Rhode Island
For me music has been a constant companion for as long as I can remember. That companionship has not always been comforting.
For all the years that I couldn't or wouldn't put the work in I still followed along and wanted to join in.
The process fills so many voids.It is the conversation with myself that I find so necessary. The loners log in a way.
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