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Can I take You?
04:40
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Car Wreck
04:27
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Green Grocer
07:33
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Sacks of potatoes in the cellar,
meal strewn about the ground
You tipped the scales at 165 pounds.
Oh greengrocer, boy scout leader of the day.
With knots of rope, both shiny and soaped,
asleep beneath the sand and clay.
I see you hanging from the gallows,
Hewn from the best of woods.
Pulleys, pine, weights and measures
Above all the wartime goods.
Do your best to weigh the produce.
Your body is the counterweight.
Now wash yourself in Baltic waters.
Beat your breast and steam your breath.
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Room Full of Folks
06:27
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With eyes so distant and hard
that I feel out of place They're just empty stars
in a vacuum of space.
A blink is a wink and a smile is a crack.
Across a visage of stone, pulleys clanking on bone
The body wanders alone now while the mind stays behind.
And it knocks out the teeth and it blackens the eyes,
Rips through the pavement and lets loose a cry.
We're dancing alone in a roomful of folks,
Singing victory songs and cackling at jokes.
And the world is a corpse upon which we feed,
And if we are all stones, then tell me, How can we bleed?
The body wanders alone now while the mind stays behind.
And it knocks out the teeth and it blackens the eyes,
Rips through the pavement and lets loose a cry. Die, die, die, die, die, die, die...
The body is lean now. A well-oiled machine.
And out on the streets is where we feed. We'll eat up the cake, Lord,
that was given to us,
And fly to the stars, and decay into rust.
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Town Without a Name
05:03
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Coonskin Cap
03:30
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In a coonskin cap in a copse of trees, with the spider webs and the silvery leaves, you threw down your guns and you turned up your palms. You whistled a tune right between your teeth as the leaves fell in circles all around your feet soft and low. And the troubadours with their robin's breasts burn through the cities and stop to rest in roadside inns with their gabled roofs. They take to their rooms and they make their pillows wet. The air-raid marshals took their turns running in circles and flapping their arms and they put out the fire that burns in your heart. They made the blood run in stops and starts from your nose, soft and low. The carousel came and it took you away, the horses whine and the calliope neighs and you'll ride on the stage for the rest of your days
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The bodies from the spacecraft lay scattered on the ground, Outside the city's white walls, with the children all around. And the lines the children fed you boy, were all limericks and lies. With the Occupants you just wandered 'round, while they scripted their goodbyes. The children you left laughing, with symbols on their shoes. With the Occupants you just wandered 'round, singing Tom Thumb's Blues. And silly bikes were ridden to a hidden house where light shone bright and defeated night and you turned your captors loose. The Occupants they rose up, unaid ed, to their craft. Shimmering in the noon sun, seven silent ones.
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Last Night On Earth
05:49
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Love, It's Not Working
06:29
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You work on the railroads and I slave in the house,
tending our children all day.
You sit on the porch with our dear baby boy,
just rocking him soft on your knee.
Love, it's not working. It won't work anymore.
Go to the places you've never seen.
I'll go to the places you've seen in your dreams.
You lived in this house for the last 15 years,
just to die in this sweaty old hole.
You worked all your life for another man's gold
and you're shaking to death now, it seems.
Love, it's not working It won't work anymore.
Now go to the places you've never seen.
Go to the places you've seen in your dreams.
I'Il be in the places you've seen in your dreams.
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Two Fiery Eyes
07:00
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It's time to go back home, where all the old hurts roam.
All the kicks and the hits and the pricks echoed off the school room walls. It's time to go back home, where all the school boys roam,
turned into tiny gnomes by the passing of the years.
All the apes and the elephants, giving birth to indigents,
rocking cradles and saving cents, they're all still around.
Standing at their gasoline pumps and pulling out all the stumps in yards where I go bump in the woolly night.
I am a troubadour, steely eyed and wanting more,
carving out a kingdom with the flat end of a spoon.
I am two fiery eyes, that cut the country night.
I am your cornfield crow. I am all that you despise.
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Red Cloud West Denver, Colorado
Red Cloud West formed in 2003 in Denver, Colorado
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So fortunate to have opened for Magnolia Electric Co. many years ago. Jason Molina will forever be one of our favorite songwriters.
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