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The words were invisible His face on the move The rain on the window ran Bent the scene into the blue. Later on, stars emerge Way up, past the fence, Probably, a coyote then, Makes a list, talks some sense. Chorus When you're sure everything's lost When you get that call from the boss You're paralyzed by the cost There's always another way to get across In a closet, in the dark Six strings, wood and dust In the driveway, tires roll Into the trash then, goes her trust. Later on, a bus goes by. It's 1986. How did I get here from there? Diesel fumes, art house flicks. Chorus Stories are like a trail Memories, a rush of blood. Look ahead, find the bridge, Sing your song up above the flood. Chorus
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THERE OUGHT TO BE A BUZZARD FRAGRANT ROLLING PLAINS OF SAGE A SHADOW BUTTE, DISTORTING IN THE DISTANCE THE BURNING SUN’S FIERY RAGE Chorus: BUT IT’S JUST THIS DANDELION DESERT SURROUNDED BY THE BACKYARD FENCE RAIN FILLS UP THE SKY, STILL MY MOUTH IS DRY THIS DUSTY EMPTY FEELING MAKES NO SENSE THERE OUGHT TO BE A RATTLER SNAKING ‘CROSS THE ALKALI SAGUARO CRUCIFIX, BITTER SCORPION A DESPERATE COWBOY SHOULD CRAWL BY CHORUS THE SUN FOR THE BALL OF FIRE THAT IS MY BABY THE SAGE FOR THE POWER WE CAN’T SEE THE RATTLESNAKE – IT’S FOR THE POISON THE CRAWLING COWBOY – OUGHT TO BE ME CHORUS
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SOMETIMES A KISS IS JUST A KISS ARE WORDS THAT CAN’T DESCRIBE A KISS LIKE THIS SOMETIMES A TOUCH WON’T MEAN THAT MUCH AND SOMETIMES A KISS IS JUST A KISS SOMETIMES THE RAIN IS JUST THE RAIN THESE CLOUDS DO NOT REVEAL WHAT THEY CONTAIN SOMETIMES THE WIND WON’T DO YOU IN AND SOMETIMES THE RAIN IS JUST THE RAIN SOMETIMES THE RAIN THAT’S JUST THE RAIN RINGS THE BELL THAT ENDS THE FIGHT SOMETIMES THE RIVER MAKES IT RIGHT BUT THIS WATER’S RISING TO AN AWFUL HEIGHT SOMETIMES THE TREES DON’T BRING YOU TO YOUR KNEES AND SOMETIMES THE RIVER MAKES IT RIGHT SOMETIMES A YEAR IS JUST A YEAR BUT TIME HAS TWISTED EVERYTHING TO BRING US HERE SOMETIMES THE DAYS PASS IN DIFFERENT WAYS AND SOMETIMES A YEAR IS JUST A YEAR WITHOUT YOUR LIPS THERE’D BE NONE OF THIS AND SOMETIMES A KISS IS JUST A KISS
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I don’t want a corner Of your starry sky I want the whole night I want the whole night And I don’t want a drop Of your milky way I want the whole shake I want the whole shake Chorus: So when it’s cold and late Please remember this: That distance is all ours to fill up with our biggest kiss. When the darkness arches Over us like ice We’ll skate the whole night We’ll skate the whole night And if the blanket’s blackness Finds us naked as the day We’ll shine our own way We’ll shine our own way Chorus
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Did you think about the stars When you closed your eyes, and went that far When you kissed him? Did you listen to the clock, Did you hear its hands begin to talk When you kissed him? Did you feel the numbers add up All those zeroes good and bad When you kissed him? Did you have anything in mind, Did you think you'd mess up space and time When you kissed him? Did your Disney wedding ring Glow a bit and start to sting When you kissed him? Did your cellphone ever ring - Your lover's wife ask what to bring While you kissed him? Gravity, it pulls so strong Did you picture what would soon be gone When you kissed him? Did you have anything in mind, Did you think you'd mess up space and time When you kissed him? Down and dirty really doesn't say What goes on when Earthlings run and play Like a planet, you turned anyway Like a star, you still give light today
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Chorus: A nod to the fences A wink to the field where there is no fence A wave to the horses Follow through the grass where the horses went Verse: The honeybees ‘round her capris in the clover there. The water’s sweet, down by the creek in the shaded air. The narrow days, what goes away – forgotten here You could almost say, I could almost pray – It’s almost clear Chorus The olive trees in the gentle breeze some kinda greenish grey The bending knees, what the magpie sees in the dappled day The crumbled spine, the what is mine – gone for now You might kinda feel, like it’s gonna heal – maybe this is how The narrow days, what goes away – forgotten here You could almost say, I could almost pray – It’s almost clear Choruses Last time: Put my feet in the grass where the horses went
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Your little nose to the window of a plane as it comes in low On the ground there's a town with a name that you don't know I've got my hand on your shoulder and there's so much I want to explain But I don't say a thing as the runway welcomes the plane When the clock on the tower on the courthouse rings five times But instead of an hour each bell's ten years gone by And the hill that we walk has lines just like the sky I have an idea, but for you it might not apply.... Chorus When the road is revealed It's like an automobile You don't need any help Just grab ahold of the wheel You've got that look in your eye No words can shed any light Now you can see for yourself Now make the move that is right There's a bishop and a castle and a pawn and they're all in a row Sixty four squares and you're not sure where to go A king is in the sun and a queen stands tall at night I see it all from above but I wait for you to decide Chorus Your little nose to the window of a plane as it comes in low On the ground there's a town with a name that you don't know I've got my hand on your shoulder and there's so much I want to explain...
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Most of you will not remember The rest you never knew Sergeant Saunders’ character And what that man could do In ’44 and ’45 On TV, colors bright He showed a boy, who’s now a man The hero’s way to love and fight And now I’m watching combat Of a different timeless kind No Germans with their Lugers It's D-Day in my mind The invasion of my mind From the beach-head of my teens Where parts of me were killed Into the France of starting out With my brothers in the hills And now I’m watching combat Who made me dig this hole? Not Germans with their mortars Was the Stukas of my soul Dive-bombers of my soul Chorus: I need to be like Sergeant Saunders But with a Tommy gun of peace Unwavering cartoon solution But in my head, not on TV Because now I’m watching combat This episode’s the one No creepy SS psychopaths Just my mother’s son I am my mother’s son Chorus and repeats: Just her memory and me Fighting inland from the sea Berlin will soon be free I’m a sniper shooting healing bullets from the family tree.
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Recorded at a number of shows around Montana in late 2016 and early 2017.

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released April 10, 2017

All songs, singing, playing, and recording by Larry Hirshberg. Mastered by Brandon Zimmer.

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