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The Hale & Hearty

The Hale & Hearty

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The Hale & Hearty

The Hale & Hearty

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Thunderin' Stop By the side of the sleepy canal You gave a sibilant shout and then the baby was out The whole sky is an affront when we're sitting in the mud Composing ourselves for the thunderin' stop Oh hell you tried but I won't be canalized This whole valley's been cut then we're bracing to get up Amusing ourselves with debris from all sides You and I alone, you and I alone We were walking pretty fast to the locks now maybe next By the side of the sleepy canal You gave a sibilant shout and then the baby fell out The whole sky is an affront when we're sitting in the mud Composing ourselves for the thunderin' stop You and I alone, you and I alone We were walking pretty fast to the locks now maybe next ========================== Hale & Hearty With the Vellum girls at dawn Making nothing more than fun Where the prize is a frown that could white out the town And the shadow boys of late Are bent on breaking coffee dates While you're skimming the curds off your failing verbs Go on have another bump 'til it all feels right Look at your crowd they are so hale and hearty Later on the porch foreign bodies getting warm They aim to fill a whole garage with unhelpful hints from empty jobs You have been sloughed off by your state; we're the saints now you're the snake Fashion a pillow from your braids, close out your night in east PA Go on have another bump 'til it all feels right Look at your crowd they are so hale and hearty They'll be down two pair of eyes and reddened by a setting sky They won't call You won't mind And now the nuns got you marching for the weekend parade In line with your neighbor well you should be able A slide from your trombone or a feeble favor Was that all you were, is that all you are? Go on have another bump 'til it all feels right Look at your crowd they are so hale and hearty A friend of debt or downright poor Whether sad or suffered loss From back woods or forward thought.stay calm Every rod in every eye The amplitude of every life. ========================== Spanish Moss My city's cold and naked Who'll wrap an arm around it? My city's looking skinny Who'll ask it in for dinner? Weekends the wasted ponder Which neighborhood is tougher? Less so the night they're in it They won't last a minute Boozing 'til bold On the Jersey side they never know That the fight is paramount Is it ever gonna settle out? My city's way hung-over Still sore from red October The sweet house it's up the river Keeps time on broken livers Back roads are still snow covered Sad plows give them no love Columbus came back to find his street Paved now with dope and blood And now we're getting tossed.under Spanish moss A nether compound, a northern let down Are you married to your code? Was this lock now or was it load? Who knows, who knows, you know Your city's sitting pretty Squares green from southern living Masons and motor races Brimmed hats on babes in waiting Magnolia is housing Heywards on cotton couches Missed calls are getting massive From girlfriends and later spouses Boozing 'til bold On the Georgia side they never know That the fight is paramount Is it ever gonna settle out? ========================== Sugar Sand, Stitched Lip A Saint Martin's summer in the pines And the next days all Alcyone With a cooler and a lighter I'll be gone When you wake up will you notice I've come home It was clear path heading to the car Through the cedars of Atsion For a hot joviality I traded some salary You can bet they'll be buzzing my phone Heard your sister's got a nervous web Round her head doctors won't collect Your stiff limbs could be some calm But your right hand's a fist, left a broken arm A swift tour but later I got barred In an oxbow of Mullica With the sugar sand footing I'll be gone And when you wake up will you notice I'm not home Heard the whistle from a distant charge Round my tent bottles don't get warm With a stitched lip and a slurry start My right side's a mist, left a soaking storm Stitched lip I'm a grown man Laying plans in the sugar sand God damn I'm a grown man Tent stakes in the sugar sand ========================== Waist High or Dry Measure the Salton Sea babe waist high or dry Turn amenities into enemies And the night's been strip mined But every morning a higher climb All white knuckles in the cab A beat day has buckled every lap So no one has spoken since we sat Heavy eyes all around A basin and band subside Stuffing garnets in your garments in time The cherry creek is offering To place the day in drive Aspens carved up front to back Peeling their skin Stealing back the west Still no one has spoken since we sat Heavy eyes all around Ely's up early making events for vacant kind But you won't know their age the brows belie, belie Still the home team won't win for a father due or a deadened friend All white knuckles in the cab A beat day has buckled every lap So no one has spoken since we sat Heavy eyes all around ========================== The Raucous Calls of Morning The raucous calls of morning won't beat on your door And I'm not on board with back and forth To keep accord we hammer toward not being so hard So charming in disorder what if we were arranged And how we came When it's not me periphery must be the cause Must be A terminal moraine that muscle memory made An esker funnels in and even floats your name When it's still early try me No it's too early don't try me We hammer toward not being so hard ========================== Flash Mob Caught in a flash mob Tsunami of young love Hey neighbor you've been struck By an army of now what? Conscription's been turned off But enlistment is way up For the listless and laid off Bathe our ankles in sweet broth //Street steam Mimics a movie's mystique.when police Bring heat And the only thing packed was your keys, and your teeth In a hoody you save for Occasions like these Traditions in hard luck Create a rich buzz And the backlight has these bugs Clinging like lost moths 'Til your friends all got brushed off A thick wedge of thin cops That formation is so tough But they're shaking like lost dogs //Street steam Mimics a movie's mystique.when police Bring heat And the only thing packed was your keys, and your teeth In a hoody you save for Occasions like these ========================== TheLiveOak We got a lion named Christian He would cut his own self and go straight to licking And up the blvd they fly Flags of all exes and they'll take no questions If you think as much as you ought You might think as much as you are thought We got an island, a fixture It's Petty's between us a stop for the sleeveless The hoods are ornaments in cars In pack form or shredded gets bad if you let it If you think as much as you ought You might think as much as you are thought You live east but look south and sound lost Needling Mona Bone Strangling Roman Cokes They laid the old Tacon Cross the Delaware's gravel throat Oh humble Oaklyn That's where these folks live They lumber within Outside they look it ========================== Plume and Orange Young Bowerbird he made an offer Stacked high for a lady that's wandering by She's through with talking They're the last two with a body still walking Plume and orange he'll try a last arch Of doll curls and the bedding of pop stars Wet with song, now wholly wrung out The rust stains make a track list of last sounds No wisdom No worry Holding breath like canaries There's no whistle or work just soft earth and two birds She followed him into his twig hearth Both cold but their feathers are some warmth All outside last night is streaming Through a pinhole in the early evening Groomed but harmed There's no more squawking They're tight-beaked about blood Tight-beaked about blood.y markings Opportune grass pushed open gatefolds The highest allies landed on light poles And pallets of gold bars reserved for no one Pallets of gold bars reserves for none Southern squalls turned heads of yellow Still shaped in the paintings on sidewalls Plume and orange a shoal has soaked

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