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Harbor Lights Lead Home

by Fortune & Spirits

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1.
He faced the mob of 31, Sought to become the criminal Far from Mother Mexico, He raced to find the 31 The dusk-skinned man, Joaquin Murietta. The peacemaker, the husband For years, he mined in Monterey, Built a home in the north world The nationals marched on his home, Slain his brother and soiled his wife Everyone must bear this act, So friends, it’s time they die The blonde haired man, the Ranger Love, The speculator, the captain Killer of the Five Joaquins, California’s failed hero The people see Joaquin Murietta, Down in Chile, in Dakota The Five Joaquins are thousands strong, Their hero: The Murderer The dusk-skinned man, Joaquine Murietta The Archangel, The Murderer
2.
Spill that rhythm, get right living Pour another pint of pumpkin ale We all know that the dead dance in this tale Dudes and lasses shake those asses. tell her that you love her Show this night that we don’t need to sleep This lovely night in autumn A lovely night to have a curse with you We twirl like scarlet dead leaves We’re naked in this hue Hey ghosts hey ghosts I know you Hey ghosts hey ghosts I sense you every year You all should haunt us tonight We’ll buy you lots of beer
3.
In the snow, I finalize your memory Kneeling there among the trees, I doubt you see me All the things I miss about you... brief I know it is Alone... this year Your clock... That's broken 'til it chimes. Your family, they see me act erratic At peace with you, they can't conceive - Couldn't you have visit them too? I know you're laughing at me, from a cloud You know you'll see me soon With you, some year (I'll bring) your things... and sell them for my trip And when the angel came to you just to say they're happy There's no shame; You comfort yourself
4.
Mary say, that you'll never feign love Slept then saved, because you're afraid, Mary That boredom killed your mom and dad And like a thousand men in a thousand houses Angry the world has changed And when a thousand girls on corkscrewed wine read this fable: Tomorrow's the best day of our lives Tomorrow's the best day of your life Thomas say, that you've never feigned support If you'd been, the white knight you said, then you'd Learn from seven years alone It's coming down Where's your broken wonder? Did she make you whole? Do we ignore the fractures or match them to our mold?
5.
I frequent pubs from down the road, There's none forbearance known I've been quoting excerpts from a Book I've never read, and darling, I can't show That I want, to leave Him. I need, to meet you My call, my study; the flavor's gone I heard a story from the hall, of a priest's ignoble fall He'd been sending love notes to a student in his class And in a day, he was gone You loved me, guided me as you could; You gave me peace like He should But I'll keep quoting excerpts from a Book I've never read Cause it'll do more good Following the Word, they're the words in your letters Seminary life, and the writs of my guilt I’ve always done for me, so I will not leavethe men here I've loved, and the home that I've built And if you see me from the hall You found your faith but they you can’t recall… How I can always love you if we never speak againAnd then we’ll both find God
6.
Stay out here with me it might start soon And the air we breathe it tastes like frost and memories And the sky above looks like a quilt or tapestry And from inside - through a window we’ll see a purple twilight And we can try to guess how much has fallen when we see night When you’re huddled in a bar with all your friends, on Main Street; on a cold weekend And someone wants to see you at the end of the week, that’s when you know Back in ’03 there was a great big storm And it turned Long Island into tundra soft and quiet Me, Dan and Russell walked the streets; the moon was vibrant Back in Junior High I learned to ski And it was in a time when nothing seemed to go my way But I had some friends so when I fell I got up ok When you’re five and it’s the night before the 25th, And you’re at your Aunt’s house Your family’s who you’re with, In the den with your cousins that’s when you know
7.
Rope Walker 04:42
The big top gets smaller as I climb up the net So slack and in-sequential like a quilt above a bed. The line’s getting thinner like the faces down below Are yawning at my terror beneath the rising glow. By the gracious, spinning rope dance The frightened acrobat with a red umbrella in his hand Just move your weight and you will survive Just step bold My tiny feet which do not grasp the rope The savior that embraced me as I fell through the floor
8.
My letter came in later June that taxed me with my service there The leather boots my sister shined carried me to the platform Metal binds us there Train groans for my fortune I’ll be far from home Strike the Sousa on her horn: Exalt the heroes coming home. Too green to have calcified their wounds The older brothers will be back soon My brothers here, trained how to die, costumed in tailored dress greens My mother kissed me on my neck and waved another’s flag This wreath binds us there, Train tells me my fortune I’ll be far from home, But not for very long Our bid to fate, So long ignored has carried to this long point But bleary-eyed, the Sergeant smiled: “The peace we need is coming”
9.
Ruminations 01:53
Three children play in the water, the old people sit arount picnic tables. They talk. They talk, A middle aged woman walks by with her kids.he's got tattoos around her ankles. They walk. They walk. The radio plays last year's top 40 songs. The DJ's southern drawl cuts through the static. The radio plays last year's top 40 songs. And it goes: “Hey y'all. Hey y'all” An old man is listening - on a chair- on his porch He sips a cup of tea - bats away flies - (chokes on his drink) He coughs. He coughs. "Those things will kill you" his wife says. The old man uses his last cigarette to light the next one. The end. The end.
10.
Satellites 04:34
Well, you told me in confidence, like it were a conspiracy That the clock has got you chained down But you stay up late anyway; defiantly standing your ground And you examine your coffee - you use it like a shield: To protect you from the violent blows that come with over-exhaustion That come with a job you despise. That come with an alarm, like a bad friend Who, when you need him the most, is never on your side And we sit around thinking: “With all these years, With all these protest songs, there's got to be a better way” But at least we're working for something, At least some inspiration we scribble on the page Before our imagination runs dry like the ink in these ballpoint pens Yeah, and we try to find a metaphor or just write it straight like it is We just need a fucking outlet; we can't keep it pent up like this No, we can't keep it pent up like this, because Sometimes, we get so caught up in the world we can't find our way out of this dirge Surrounded by gray clouds, we're letting monotony take us down. But we've just got to try our best to shine bright: Enough to lead us home again And we can sing out loud, Like drunken sailors shouting proud We've always got our sea-legs And we're not gonna fall down And sometimes our diplomas feel like just decoration on some white wall, And if you don’t got one they say you’re useless. But don't ever listen to that. No, don't ever fucking listen to that. Because if you find love for these little things in your life You're beating most it seems they just work themselves to death To buy pretty toys they can stuff in their casket But we've just got to try our best To shine bright: enough to lead us home again And we can sing out loud, Like drunken sailors shouting proud We've always got our sea legs , And we’re not gonna fall down And even if we never find solid ground We’ve got our sea legs And we’re never, ever, ever gonna fall down
11.
Chart your memories like constellations Hang them over shores as invitations See those harbor lights? Follow them and you’ll be fine You’ll be fine May the wind and the backbeat carry you home We were at our best tonight May these ghosts and these angels guide your way home Under darkness and old light [Long lost broke, broke, broken heart] [You have a place,You have a place in history] The stars over Sayville watched us grow up With timeless truth I hope our mosaic never fades out reflecting what they knew Sunrise Highway exits marked in timelines Spread like synapses in the back of our minds See those harbor lights? Follow them and you’ll be fine

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released April 19, 2012

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