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Brit
03:29
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Nature trail, Ft. Lowell - we played "Moby Dick".
Still too young to comprehend the symbolism.
Eighth grade horseplay.
Eighth grade, long day means horseplay.
But we knew whales, and we knew danger,
And we knew better than to waste the school's water.
With your thumb on the nozzle,
School life's a meadow of gold brit to guzzle.
With your thumb cocked 'cross the nozzle,
We got muddy.
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Tawharanui Nights
02:08
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This one's for all those group hikes
Preceding the break-ups, in-fights.
Sun is in the sky, no one hides.
Skin will peel and burn, nothing learned.
This one's for June in Auckland.
The hookups, the flights back home.
You are souvenirs, feel your fear.
And when I returned, nothing learned.
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The Weight
02:37
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Do you feel lucky?
Do you feel like my only one here at home?
Do you feel cooler when your toes
Touch the water of the pool?
In Tempe June,
There’s no cooling down.
Please submerge.
Feel the pull of polarity asking you, “Are you alright?”
And sometimes you are,
But sometimes you want to feel the weight of the world,
Like, “Kevina, it’s dark! Get out of the pool!”
And you submerge.
Please submerge.
Please.
Do you feel lucky to have the memories that you do?
To have the memories that you do when all you’d really have to do
Is dream, comfort, memory, despair?
But who’s dreaming now?
There’s no dreaming now.
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4. |
Your Bronco
03:01
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That ain't no ghost they see on River Road.
It's just your Bronco in October
Haunted by that lingering shade of grey
From where the sunlight peeled the paint away.
That ain't my dad that we're so scared of,
He's just the last one left to see
That truancy is a woken dream
Of speeding south down Swan at noon on Halloween.
You put a theory forth
That you are just like Dylan was in '74.
And then the next thing that I know, you're singing,
"I'm gonna make you lonesome when I go."
Sure as your alive, you had a license and an eye
For how the skyline always points away from you.
So stands the Bronco:
Stalled and orthogonal.
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Presidio Nights
04:19
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No treat or trick from gated communities
To which you lack a key code.
I’m sorry, kid. You can’t come in.
Purple gates all in my brain,
And how we worked
The first time I was in your house.
I taught you to find the sine and secant
Between three lines,
And I fed you lines.
Found our tangent in the ground floor window.
Your adobe home was a shadow
To the townhouse model my father owned.
And how your brother used to nag you
At the purple gates of The Presidio
For one good reason
Why he couldn’t have a bite-sized Hershey’s bar.
And how I used to burn my journals
On my roof within his line of sight.
The crackling glow of papery smoke
Was a star he’d never hold.
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The End of Speedway
03:21
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The end of Speedway predicts the end of something.
Looking at the thunder and the lightning
Headed swiftly east over the Tucsons,
Come in peace.
The end of Speedway predicts the end of something.
"Looking at the thunder and the lightning
And I'm wondering why I never drove by to let you know."
Looking at the thunder and the lightning
Starting to descend over the Rincons, over me.
Starting over me.
The speed of something as it's starting
Is still too fast for Speedway.
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Your Bronco at Arthur's
02:09
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Thank you for taking my call.
So glad to see your Bronco in the driveway hell of Arthur's house.
Thank you three years later
For picking up so I could say, "I just got back from Adirondacks."
You said, "Come on over."
You played me what you'd been working on.
You sang some Blood on the Tracks songs.
And I played you "Niagara County",
I played you "Pinetop Perkins",
The first time anybody had heard them in person.
And you said, "Keep going."
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The Steps of Kaibab
02:34
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Who could be up that late?
You could be up that late
On the steps of Kaibab-Huachuca.
It sure beats Yuma, but it ain't no Maricopa.
Something you ate that night
Won't ever taste quite right
And it ain't mine to get
So I'll sit here while you sit.
Sit and wonder how you got here,
Wonder where did your whole program go
And how tomorrow
You'll sneak me into Marico
So I can play piano
And we can mumble "Thunder Road".
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Super Mario Nightshift
01:14
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Your neighbor in Mario coveralls
With a scalpel that he stole from the O.R. wing.
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Nightfall
06:10
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Nightfall, phone call.
I was only down the road,
The shivering silver silhouette of Kinney Road.
The moon is low, the ghouls are here,
The holiday when every harbored childhood fear walks by,
But you live like that all the time.
Nightfall, Old Tucson.
He said you never spoke a word
As every ghoul inside your mind was daring to.
A double dare, a triple dare,
The wherewithal to stand up straight.
The West will never settle, not like Alabama did.
The West gets more unsettling with each successive building.
We lost it all to Beau Rivage 1500 miles on.
Nothing breaks a fall quite like Gulf Coast gambling does.
The axis falls at Nightfall.
Not at all so simply said
As "We all get muddy, man."
This is not so simple.
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