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Oklahoma
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Northern Lights
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It was 17 the week she decided to creep,
out of locked doors and capture the jeep,
through stoplights and wetlands they call Island Lake,
North into the Winter towards her fortune and fate,
singin 'Oh mama, shed no tear for me!"
Through bogs and fog, through white pine and oak,
pull the truth in backwards and bury it in smoke,
let out your breath now you can see Shangri la,
as the makes the morning,, zigzagin through the bluffs,
oh mama shed no tear for me
it was 13 moons another ritual gone,
in a skeletal room, burnin candles til dawn,
staring at apostles through iced melted sand
with red cliffs and night ships workin on a plan,
now its a decade away from the source of the pain,
how many more till it all goes away,
gonna cut the waves to cross the bay,
baptize my torture lost in the lakes
oh mama shed no tear for me!
She was 14 and noble, goin on dead
a red threaded scarf, a hat, a bag, and a sled
she knew the mystery perfect and bright
but survivins not jivin ive gotta vibe where I thrive
at first thought she was taught to adjust to mistrust
but I'm never gonna make it with these angels in my guts
let out your voice you can hear that ancient call
your beauty is giant theres no need to play small
oh mama shed no tear for me!
too many suns to count, with the sawbills and swans
an ocean of blisters, married with the swamps
better soak it in cus the prairies on its way
with its terrible wind and a desert full of graves
but your young, your strong, divine, you hold the signs
the secrets of your dreams that you paint with your eyes
careful to love, so you leap in the flames,
and out of the ashes you arise a wolf again.
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Overture
00:52
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Bastard Americana
23:18
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Harold
08:40
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Traveling Broke
03:43
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As I sail across the prairie towards the stormy winter sky, she leans into me with her warm soprano style
The air almost present, on my tongue I’ve lost control, the reins slip through fingers like smoke moves through bone.
Such a lonesome kind of mood, in this dying light with you. Diggin for forgiveness in this dark hunger moon. Tie a splint on the spoke and pray the rope holds, cedar smoke and howl til the crow dog comes home.
Bridge:
But the sparks wont catch tinder, In this dreadful wind and rain, so we circle the wagons, to die another day. Lets burn all the caskets, and pour out the rum, for our pasts have killed the present, and their loaded with guns.
Outro.
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Traveling Broke and Out of Gas Lafayette, Indiana
Led by the sultry vocals of Rachael Yanni and cerebral songwriting of Cody Hall, this group of musical pioneers has created a sound that will make any music lover stop in their tracks. The band incorporates a variety of instrumentation. With dozens of original songs, three full length albums, and tours under their belt, Traveling Broke and Out of Gas is on the rise and will leave you wanting more ... more
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