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Bank Man Visits
03:33
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Hear the bank man
Pull in my driveway
Roll o’er in bed
Pull a pillow o’er my head
You can’t see
I’m only
As free as
You’ll let me be
You can’t see
I’m only
Half the man
I want to be
Sue tugs my hand
Tell her, Leave me alone
Cryin’, she says,
I should have known
You can’t see
I’m only
As free as
You’ll let me be
You can’t see
You’re only
Half the man
You need to be
All the long, burning days
Tending this land beside my wife
The bank can sell, someone can pay
For all my work, my time, my life
Sue’s cryin’ all her tears,
She grieves a life that will not grow
What will be here in 50 years?
And who will even know?
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2. |
Tom
04:06
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My eyes drink
Up this road
All I've seen
All I know
Pass my home
Used to be
Truck hums on
Won’t stop me
Sun sinking
Blood cloud sky
Looks lonely
So am I
Grip the wheel
Shake my head
Can't stay home
Can't live dead
Runnin’ from
What makes me
Does leavin’
Make me free?
I’m not free
I’m not free, am I?
I’m not free:
I’m just alone
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3. |
Pool Hall
03:29
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Smoke drifts up into the light
Dim room shifts, sways with the night
Hide my face, run from the fight
Here in the dark, who knows what’s right?
Pool hall rings with a George Strait song
Some drunk sings, but not quite along
When do you know that something’s wrong?
You can stay, but never belong
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4. |
Death Drive
04:02
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I am heading home
My head is home
Warm and buzzing like the grass
Outside the house where my girls play
There is less of home
Now that the bank man’s come
He sold the land that bore my mark
Who am I but what I’ve done?
How I failed that home
I left those girls
I ran down the highway
Like the coward that I am
I’ve been passin’ car wrecks marked
Like graves beside the road
White wooden crosses in the weeds
Looking for prayers, or to crucify me
Crooked thoughts come creeping in
Like the shadows stretched thin
Across the wounded road
The only place I can call home
A white cross waits for me
The red light stares back at me
I won’t be free from them
But they should be free of me
“Why do you look among the dead for the one who lives again?”
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