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out from your house i could hear the gravel crunching in the drive another
cold cold morning the rising sun was in my eyes maybe someday i’ll be
coming back to stay until then i guess it’s just another day unheard
memories and a catalogue of stories left untold shine through my windshield
and bright with soft precision in the road crystal and elegant forlorn and
displaced the answer passes in a simple restless grace under
a burning sky the armies stood and waited swords in hand plagued by intransigence
they died by the millions in the sand uncomprehending as the storm around
them rose to aggravate those wounds that only time could close blind
to the years gone by there’s no longer a way to get back home and i concede
that now but awakening in the heart of the distance i can’t bridge
is today real
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first
written in 1988 (and titled 'another day'). the oldest tune so far recorded by
medicine stone or meb. the
last verse was a hopeful footnote added around thanksgiving 1993 after a long
phone conversation in a snowstorm on the deck of the a-frame in boulder. no,
it didn't work out. 
sound
check (prior to 'distance') at taylor's, boulder, colorado
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