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1.
Bad Weight 03:07
I've got a bad weight I've got a broken down mind I've got this feeling my footfalls Ain't been falling so fine And if you come around Don't expect me home I've been walking these city streets All on my own And I've been telling myself Don't take yourself so seriously What I want want We ain't likely to have Can't put revolution In no shopping bag And i've been telling myself Gotta find some way to act confidently I've got my boots Standing in shallow water I've got rain-darkened shoulders In the flannel of my father And I've been telling myself Gotta find some way to live intentionally
2.
Try Hell 02:33
Bleached fields and crushed car glass Gutted hills and black coal ash Summer corn standing tall Wonder what becomes of it all Along the asphalt run steep Swales If you think it's hot here, try hell x2 Makeup weighs down her eyes Her man's truck's got tractor tires Do they know they ain't free? How'd it come so clear to me? As the sweat rolls down her brow If you think it's hot here, try hell x2 With all this time spent on the road It's hard knowing other ways to go When the water finally falls it'll find its way To lower places take the soil away We'll watch the ditches run thick and brown If you think it's hot here, try hell x2
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Not For Me 04:48
Before I saw it I'd been walking with my head down Watching the sidewalk's wet reflections and the shadows on the ground When within my streetlamp shadow there was a glow I could see a room was occupied With chairs thrown to form a row, acting as Swales to slow the flow, it seemed they intended to stay the night So leave the path in disarray For life to grow the old way must decay Go on and rise we'll get what we take To each a stake in this new world we make Stumbling now in our time With our sweet table wine When everything seems fine The sun shines not for me Not for me No the light falls free At times it seems some or none That everything is one for one And what's done is done But rivers roll not for me Not for me Gathering water is a way to be To be free say the bourgeoisie Just go to the academy Get yourself a PhD But the crippled won't walk for me now Not for me While the blind are driven down stone steps to the sea To be brutally plain There is no end to pain It comes and goes with the rain But comfort comes not for me Not for me It slips on through eternity
4.
It's not the night that makes me tremble The black lace full of light, the distance of all beyond me Of everything above and below The rain of everything slipping through the hands of nothing It's the planes that pass close overhead Above my city sky, the streets I share With alleys empty but for the echo The echo of planes passed The rain of everything slipping through the hands of something
5.
Words precipitate on my mind They fall like beads of sweat In the summertime Why won't you come home? Whisper words to furnish sleep Why won't you come home to me? Always waking in unclaimed poetry The long brown hair around my neck All that was left me Why won't you come home? Whisper words to furnish sleep Why won't you come home to me? My bed sags where you're lacked It holds strange hope for you coming back Why won't you come home? Whisper words to furnish sleep Why won't you come home to me?
6.
Do you want to remember Those afternoons when we would go down to your parent's pond? The water was brown and We'd swim around in it up on the surface where the water was warm Can I pick you up to go to the valley Where the river flows so cool and so smooth We could go swimming down in the black water Climb the rocks and bathe in the sun And what of those dark nights under the bright lights The pinpricks that flew from the growing black Up on that hill, so wrapped and still We wondered if things would ever change Can I pick you up to go to the valley Where the river flows so cool and so smooth We could go swimming down in the black water Climb the rocks and bathe in the sun Those nights we'd go driving When you'd always ask if we should pull over to save the gas That was then, way back when times were slow But my mind was slower still Can I pick you up? I know it'll cost me But I sure love the feel of that steering wheel I know what you'll say, save it for another day For once the times have done their changing again

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Recorded live with David James's 1/2" tape revice by Andy Beargie in his basement.

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released April 20, 2013

Engineering etc: Andy Beargie, David James
Diederick Van Wassenauer-- Strings (Words Precipitate)
Mark Edlin- Drums
Connor Grimm- Bass
Nick Harley- Lead guitar
Edward Joyner- Piano, backup vocals
Peter Oren- Rhythm guitar, vocals, lyrics

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