Cruel, cruel grounds / Leak truths never found / Torturous ways / Whisper from the grave
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Miles of highway poppies, a stretch of maybe flowers / Past Signal Hill a ways / We were parked and searching / For a hubcap rolling into the fields of thorn
Four in the morning the sidewalk’s asleep / Dogs on the porch and spiders on the leaf / Shipwrecked by night, sailing through days / Nobody noticed the slipping away
Sigo / Soñando con tu sonrisa / Por la noche, abajo de cielo y la luna / Por qué te vas mi amor
Have you read any good telephone books lately? / If you ain’t then let me recommend one / I’ve already read that tulsa telephone book thirteen times / If you don’t know any last names it ain’t much fun
Hush-a-bye, don’t you cry / Go to sleep you little baby / When you wake, you shall have cake / And all the pretty little horses
Going on their lands for sale to stake my claim / Burn my name in the soil / Out past the borders beyond the hill / Through seasons of nothing
There’s a prison on Route 41 / Home to my father, first cousin, and son / And I visit every weekend / Not with my body but with prayers that I send
In the afternoon of orange blossom days / Hummingbirds rest above where we lay / You say it’s ok, no need to fret / The weight of it all will ease as we find
Casey joins the hollow sound / Of silent people walking down / The stairway to the subway / In the shadows down below