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You're Alight
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you’re the only secondary salmon nation under the sun
on the edge of all creation
handsome homestead without a gun
sun sets I have no memory of the places we’ve sung
stacking stones with our enemies
they call us to the cellar one by one
you’re the only secondary salmon nation under the sun
on the edge of fields of granite
seas of grasses
a band undone
and in the flash of the firelight wrapped in blankets we made
when the last lonely embers died they put us all to bed and stole away
you’re alight
you’re alight
our tongues were never tied
the church keys and the ditch weed kept it sanctified
you’re alight
and when you took off for that razor town, well, something in me died
cupping clouds of fireflies
built a home for fireflies
found a name for fireflies
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A Band Undone
03:40
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pack your bags before we head for the coast
one last toast to the pope
slowly sailing through the horizon line
perhaps some day you’ll find
when you’re trying to unwind
there’s no one to say goodnight to you in the lower hemisphere
shattered streets where we poured our concrete over six feet
something tells me this ain’t what we won
guess I could call you my baby
the right that they gave me: an acre and axe and a girl
spend my evenings singing songs about you, franco, the boat, and the crew, and the 80,000 who knew
there’s no one to say goodbye to you in the lower hemisphere
shattered streets where we poured our concrete over six feet
something tells me this ain’t what we won
and I thought that I was dreaming
just lying in your arms
faces fade and I forget you
I won’t let you run away from here
pack up, we’re heading for home tell the boys back in rome
there’s nothing left of the loan
spend my evenings singing songs about you
and everyone that we knew
hoping they were all were true
there’s no one to say goodbye to you in the lower hemisphere
shattered streets where we poured our concrete over six feet
something tells me this ain’t what we won
shattered streets where we poured our concrete over six feet
there’s no way to get back where you’re from
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