She left her mother where she lay
In the grass by the lake with her name
Sometimes I think that we’re the same.
She’s just dry and I am like a water main.
The oars are layed up in the shade now.
I can see her body splayed out.
She grabbed her skirt and tried to wade out.
I think of Job sometimes this late.
She smiles and says could get worse, you just wait
Guess you don’t get to choose what’s on your plate.
Choose instead between fighting and fate.
Here they drive out till no one can hear them
Bring their shotguns leave their beer cans
Shoot the silent stars and oh, man.
Now the sky is turning grey.
It’s no surprise one more thing in our way.
She’s smoking silently in the shade
As if she burned there her eyes filled with flame.
It overheats the car. She calls me a liar.
Looks at me like Joan in that movie by Dryer.
Pities me, but now her car is on fire.
The first story was a myth
Explaining why, in it’s course, life’s a bitch.
If god betrayed us with a kiss
It was a wash and a watery abyss.
The driest point is now ten feet underground.
The sealed graves of those who died in this town.
No one to pray for those escaped or who drowned.
The dream was false, the weather true.
Had to laugh after all we’d been through.
Cater to parties, serving suits
But I still feel the water rise in my boots.
I’m either kind and dumb or fat and slow.
The prairie dries in sun and buries in snow
The dream we had the land that’s too large to know.
credits
from Hesaidshesaidthatswhatshesaid,
released June 19, 2013
Written by Jeff Harms. Jeff Harms: Vocals LeRoy Bach: Organ, Piano, Guitar. Originally recorded live at Strobe Sessions at Strobe Recording. Additional engineering by LeRoy Bach and Andrew Henandez.
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