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Leftover Life
02:39
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2. |
Gotta Love You
03:11
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3. |
Falling Apart Together
03:22
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4. |
Child-Stealer
03:56
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When the Child-Stealer came to our house
He really came in flames, and he covered the sky
I was hiding in a cardboard castle
But I listened as he took my little brother away
So I searched every record store
Where we used to hang around before
The Child-Stealer came.
On the bus with a leaky umbrella
I thought I saw the Child-Stealer stealing a glance
I'm hunting him, and he's following me
Down to the borders of night where I saw my chance
And the streets tell a different story
Between mountains of responsibility
The Child-Stealer came.
We met in a family graveyard
Where we'd come for years with our fears in the frost
As he smiled and looked at his watch
I knew in an instant that the battle was lost
On the fields of a thousand nations
Dinosaurs roll over the bones
The Child-Stealer claims.
(Paul Bloch, 1987ish)
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5. |
Changing
05:33
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6. |
Richmond Flood
04:15
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Richmond flood, 1985
Two or three people did not survive
P.B. Kelly's got swept away
But they were going under anyway
There's an office where I used to go
They carve red roses out of balls of snow
Service is better if you ask for Bruce
Give them your heart, I'm sure they could put it to some use
Use the bottle that I left upstairs
You'll feel better if you use it up, ignore their stares
I'll send for you in a week or two
Barring a message care of you know who
You shouldn't say things like that
You shouldn't do things like that
Someone might wonder if you're really where it's at
(huh?)
Don't act like you don't know me
You hardly ever show me
About the tab, I understand
You can let it slide; I'm with the band
Richmond flood, 1986
Twenty hardcore bands in Shockoe Slip
Floodzone had to build a bigger stage
Almost makes me glad I'm under age
So I'm packing my bags and I'm moving on
Seen too many dreams die in this squalid old town
But if you find yourself needing a friend
Don't hesitate to forget about me again.
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7. |
Nuclear Power
06:12
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8. |
Still in Richmond
04:17
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Fearless Cathy, sing your sad song
These are the days that will rip proud hearts apart
These are the nights when you wake knowing something's gone wrong
So very wrong
Mistress Carrie, dressed in black
Blow out the door when there's nothing left to talk about
Blow me a kiss make me wonder if you're ever coming back
But don't turn back
(Not on my account)
Some burning issue is lost in your memory
Like a face in the crowd that you meet in your dreams
Some holy grail is lost in America
I feel it too, it's a dying world letting off steam
What does it mean?
Still in Richmond
Waiting for my man
Down on the streets I can hear the night's homicide
My heart cries out but my mind just wants to understand.
Reckless Eric, lost in the night
Somebody calls out your name in an alleyway
Alone at last in the past like a legend out of sight
(Out of sight and out of mind)
Brightly shining, out on the edge
Peeping through like a voice on the telephone
Misunderstanding, demanding you come in from the ledge
What would you do if I did what we talked about?
Where would you go if I gave you a map to your dreams?
Two suicides throwing pride in the face of it
Going down in the night in the pale moonbeams
Two silent screams
Still in Richmond
Trembling with fear
I'll send a postcard, a message in a bottleneck
Waiting without, running out of time
Wishing you were here.
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9. |
Busted on Grace Street
05:41
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Apocowlypso Richmond, Virginia
"Hey," said Brooke one night at Alpina's after I played my weekly set, "Dika and me are putting together a band, three singers, three songwriters, would you be interested? And could you find us a drummer and a bass player?"
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