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June 25, 2021

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The State That We Are In

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LYRICS

The State That We Are In

I got stuck somewhere in between 
Freaking out and going numb from the spin machine 
I’ve been reeling from the backlash  
Of our crash course in chagrin, oh and 
I am struck by the state that we’re in 

Some fiascos are better seen from the sky  
A man has a plan to build a canal 
Then the railroad whizzes by 
And we’re watching out for whiskey   
While he’s pouring out the gin, oh and  
I am struck by the state that we’re in 

I’m not saying there’s an answer to the riddle 
I’m not saying that the truth is in our reach 
But when I wake up to the skies 
Burning red before sunrise 
I know the wildfires got very little sleep 
There’s no glut on the postcards that we write 
Simply put we’re all under 
The same big satellite    

And there’s pressure on the middle 
And suppression in the wind, oh but 
We’re not stuck with the state that we are in 
We’re not tired, we’re not despairing, not resigned 
We’re not counting on the roof to fix the leak 

We’re mixing districts re-defined 
We’re ditching zig-zag-zip code lines 
And we are, we are, we are, we are gonna speak  
It’s time to get a trip and strip the poison from the soil  
Dispense with it or drench it in palmarosa oil 
There’s a drought, but there’s a river  
With a mouth where we can swim, oh and 
We’re not stuck with the state that we are in 
We’re not stuck with the state that we are in

Late to Bloom 

Standing on the dock 
Looking at your eyes 
Trying to see the friend 
That I almost made in ninth grade 
I really want to stare 
Repair you like Jerusalem 
And see you in the high school dark room  
Where we developed our film 

You were always cool 
Somebody’s desire 
I was on the side 
A latent wildfire 
A patient wildflower 
Late to bloom 

Now in your canoe 
Slender bones and sinew 
An orthopedic surgeon 
Your wife had to discontinue 
Her prestigious law career 
Trying guys for homicide 
A mother must decide 
How much litigiousness will bring her 

You were always cool 
Somebody’s desire 
I was on the side 
A latent wildfire 
A patient wildflower 
Late to bloom 

It wasn’t something I could muster 
Oh no 
The confidence to say hello 
It wasn’t something I could bluster through 
With nonchalance  
As if I wasn’t wasn’t wasn’t wasn't
Loving you 
You  

You were always cool 
Somebody’s desire 
I was on the side, a latent wildfire 
A patient wildflower 
Late to bloom 
A patient wildflower  
Late to bloom

 

 

Some Weights Are Hard To Bear

She’s scattered in her sadness lately 
She moves a box of matches daily 
The lemon tree is turning lazy 
Some weights are hard to bear 

She keeps a jar of glycerin out back 
Chops the wood and kindling, hands chapped 
Whispers into daylight, I’m cracked 
Some weights are hard to bear 

She washes all the linens 
Hangs them up in rows 
Tries to shake the image of when 
The garden sundial froze 

It couldn’t be a year now, too long 
It was just a summer day gone wrong 
The musket is a long gun, so long 
Some weights are hard to bear 

She’s scattered in her sadness lately 
She moves a box of ashes daily 
The lemon fire is burning hazy 
Some weights are hard to bear

 

Seashells

Ten o’clock and nobody’s sleeping 
At the edge of the bed 
Thunder cloud and the sky is weeping 
Dripping into my head  

And I don’t know, I don’t know 
I don’t know 
I don’t know, I don’t know why 
I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know why 

When you scramble up boulders  
You loosen the rebel below 
Flying rocks become stardust 
Or pebbles in somebody’s shoe, oh  

And I don’t know, I don’t know 
I don’t know 
I don’t know, I don’t know why 
I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know why 

Look at the girl on the rock 
She is standing in front of the sea 
She took a piece of lace from a box 
And sewed it onto a T-shirt 

I’m a sucker for seashells 
I tuck 'em in under my hand 
Put a clam in my pocket 
I’m tumbling over the sand 

And I don’t know, I don’t know 
I don’t know 
I don’t know, I don’t know why 
I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know why 
Look at the girl with the abalone 
Inside of her sleeve 
She turned a broken muscle shell 
Into a skeleton key 

And I don’t know, I don’t know 
I don’t know 
I don’t know, I don’t know why 
I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know why