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The Bathing of Pallas
01:23
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Those two were bathing together and it was the noontime hour and a great quiet held that hill. Only Teiresias, on whose cheek the down was just darkening, still ranged with his dogs the holy place. And, thirst beyond telling, he came unto the flowing spring, wretched man! And unwillingly saw that which is not lawful to be seen: “Which God, son of Everes, has led you on this rough road? hence shall you never more take back your eyes!”
Thick darkness instant veil'd his eyes;
Amaz'd he stood, and speechless with surprize:
Black horror chill'd his limbs: his mother mourn'd
With rage and grief, and furious thus return'd.
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I woke up blind today
This town painted black
And still exactly the same.
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2. |
From The Coast
02:26
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Everything I once saw
May as well not be
A deafening wail
Is all that's left of the city streets
So I'm heading East
To see the sky again
Last I heard it was Hazlehurst
Where the sky opens
Mississippi it is
I could use a change in heat
Something damp to set me back
And slow my aching feet
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3. |
Tinned Hide
03:11
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He met my eyes with a tired glare
The weight he carried was too much to bare
That Arizona sun had taken its toll
Another man falls victim to the road
Relief is all he asks
Some sort of release from the ever-grim past
He gave up everything he loves
Traveled North to provide for his wife and son
He had a choice to make; to protect or provide
Heard last week they'd been buried.
He couldn't even cry.
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4. |
Without a Murder
03:37
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(These lyrics are not sung, but are included anyway for the sake of the story)
First thing she said to me
“What's your meaning?”
She frowned when I
Answered her too quickly
Seems she felt that Lone Star
Had nothing for her
She was pressing West
To walk into the surf
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5. |
Collared Coward
03:13
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In New Orleans met a man of the cloth
He says he’s headed East
More specifically Mississippi
Every time I ask why he shifts his weight
Wipes his brow, pulls his collar straight
Not until he's had couple drinks
And they start to sink in, does he let on
He's privy to some heavy shit
Says that's where God was last spotted
Striking up a deal with a poor black man
Who lived long enough to get what he wanted
Now Preacher why are you tracking down God?
Isn't his spirit within you always living?
“I need to see him, to touch him
And to know I'm forgiven.
Not everybody deserves forgiveness
The drunk fool stumbled out
Back behind the bar
Interrupted a paid fight
He bet all we had
Blacked out in some trash
And won us 20 grand
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6. |
Crossroads
02:46
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7. |
Ain't My Baby No More
03:38
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I got home late
and checked my bag
Only to find
She'd taken all I had
I guess my baby ain't my baby no more
I phoned the bar
At the edge of town
They say she's there
Makin' the rounds
I guess my baby ain't my baby no more
I grab my gun
I grab my flask
I leave the heart
They'll say I never had
I guess my baby ain't my baby no more
When I show up
They say she's gone
There's a motel near by
That's singing my song
I guess my baby ain't my baby no more
I hear her singin'
Our sacred song
She's got someone else
Singin' along
I guess my baby ain't my baby no more
Kick down the door
See her entwined
With another man
Who's got fear in his eyes
I guess my baby ain't my baby no more
Let off three shots
His fear is gone
She screams so loud
Can't hear til I'm done
I guess my baby ain't my baby no more
And with that shot
My trip is through
Right before my eyes
The light and the truth
His black suit
In that blackened room
He's the deed made flesh
Of all I had to do
I speak a tongue
I've never heard
Ask him softly
“What now my lord?”
He leans in close
And speaks in sulfur
“God helps those who help themselves.
I'm not God. I'm more.
So help yourself.”
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