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Still
03:22
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In the woods we were kids again
and when you’re kids you don’t like your friends
but boy I loved you then
I loved you then
I loved you then
I love you still
In the spring I watched your skin turn grey
and you slept with her because you were afraid
to sleep alone
afraid to sleep alone
afraid to sleep alone
I sleep alone still
And it’s better for you now this way
It gets better for me each day
to sleep alone
to sleep alone
to sleep alone
I sleep alone still
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Maryland
03:51
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Miles from home in a yellow dress
I watched the sky melt into the sunset
something inside me was starting to break
standing alone at the edge of the lake
where we watched our friends who were only children
marry each other with God as a witness
Oh, Maryland
Oh, Maryland
Maryland
Up on a mountain to the depths of the sea
we travelled the world as we played hide and seek
I’d give anything to be there with you
counting to ten under the moon
Oh, Maryland
Oh, Maryland
Maryland
You leaned in close and whispered to me
it was the most beautiful thing you’d ever seen
Oh, Maryland
Oh, Maryland
Maryland
Maryland
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3. |
Mansfield, Ohio
06:11
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Your father was a preacher in the church where you grew up
A shepherd of the people; if only that were enough
But cancer was your keeper, cold and grey
It burrowed in your body deeper and deeper each day
The land was somber on Sunday in Mansfield, Ohio
We drove from Georgia and slept in piles on the floor
Then one by one we slowly filed into the chapel
and sang songs to Jesus about rejoicing in your final hour
But I was a fool for thinking this was goodbye
cause someday we all move on from this life
In the mountains I still see you in the fog
at night when I’m driving on Highway 441
I turn up the radio when it plays your favorite song
The moon hears us howling as we travel on and on
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4. |
Smoke Rings
03:09
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Whatever happened to that house that you built
in your mind for the wife you hoped to find before you died?
Is it standing tall?
Do the voices of your kids fill up the halls
lined with pictures of your family in the garden in the fall?
Or did it all go up in flames just like the blood inside your veins
turning every room you built to smoke rings floating through your brain
You prayed for rain, I prayed for rain
We all prayed, but nothing ever came
You prayed for rain, I prayed for rain
We all prayed, but nothing ever came
You prayed for rain, I prayed for rain
We all prayed, but nothing ever came
You prayed for rain, I prayed for rain
We all prayed, but nothing ever came
You prayed for rain, I prayed for rain
We all prayed, but nothing ever came
I pray for rain with ashes in my mouth
and smoke rings in my brain
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Sunday Morning
02:58
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Sometimes I remember the shape of your mouth
as it read from books of poetry aloud to me
and curled down at the corners from your heavy heart
for the people who were killing in the name of God
Oh, how I used to wonder if you could ever sense
the longing deep inside of me that I could not confess
of being in our garden with our baby girl
living inside folded pages of our secret world
where sickness couldn’t reach us with its long black shade
casting doubt on our tomorrows based on passing yesterdays
Despite my sense of urgency I was too damn afraid
of losing you, but as it were I lost you anyway
that grey Sunday morning as we slowly dressed for church
with Katie crying on the telephone, “It hurts, it hurts, it hurts”
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The Last Time We Spoke
03:22
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Feet in the grass, head in the clouds
trying to say anything to keep you around
but someone was calling you so I said, “I love you”
You said, “I know”
That was the last time that we ever spoke
I said I’d call everyday, but knew I would choke
on the sound of the death in you
replacing the boy that I once knew
So, I pray for forgiveness, but not from the Lord
from you for each time that I didn’t call
to sit there in silence or tell you I love you
before you were gone
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7. |
The Fire of Love
04:42
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There is smoke
in these lungs
where once a song
for you did burn
the ground is hot
no sky above
the land consumed
by the fire of love
There are cracks
in these hands
that knew your back
that great expanse
water runs
through those white sands
washing away
the emptiness
There is blood
left in this heart
that beats for days
from just one spark
the great call
and response
that children make
into the dark
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Black feather, golden eye
pluck each petal, wish, time goes by
I wish that you couldn’t see
the struggle to love you in me
Crooked teeth, copper wire
tossing pennies into the fire
fingers return to pockets for warmth
I wish we could speak with our thoughts
Paper moon, yellow bird
suitcase ready, packed on the floor
I wish that we could see with our hearts
then nothing could tear us apart
Nervous laugh, candle wax
sending echoes, nothing comes back
sending echoes, nothing comes back
sending echoes, nothing comes back
sending echoes, nothing comes back
sending echoes, nothing comes back
sending echoes, nothing comes back
sending echoes, nothing comes back
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