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dust has settled vent the rust of backward time cautiously wading
through a pool of unthinkables what must they find
pause
to take a bearing darkening wet the air too thick to use down to my last
match and my last broken cigarette what’s left to remind the
ember fades in the wind was it all for sin or did we give each other
a half track journey home hit
upon some solid footing straight-arm stumbling it’s slow and blind if
there were any other exit that tempted me without your say i’d never sign the
shed still stands among the shadows deckboards cringe beneath a long forgotten
weight they left no bones behind no pictures no prints up on the wall
it is complete and by
design spare enough
for burning but
far too wet to take the flame it is expected not to shelter old arrogance
your place is defined stay in line full-length
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first
called 'halftrack' and recorded without vocals at red door studio in colorado.
this version contained a great one-take cal reichenbach solo; we're still waiting
for an adat or tape of it to turn up in the lost & found. props
to bryan thomas for his
great one-take quirkaxe solo, and to paramount
pictures for use of the classic brando sample at the end of the tune.
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