12 July

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Magpie! Magpie!
Sitting up there on a telephone line
Why’d you have to go and let them die?

I was all alone on the open road
And I saw the Devil standing by himself
So I thought I’d stand a while right by his side
And the moon did rise and the moon did fall
On the forest floor and the city walls
And the Devil got dull
So I went and found Father Time and he said….

I was all alone on the open sea and I saw the stars
Staring back and me, said:
“find your own way home son, we ain’t gunna be your guide.”
And the waves did rise and the waves did fall
And I heard the call of the Albatross
Wrapped around the neck of God
On the starboard side and God said….

I was all alone in the open flame
And I heard a woman call me by my name
Was it the Lady in Red?
Was it Jesus’ wife?
And I felt her hand fall across my back
And the Lightning struck and the Thunder clapped
And all I know is that I wish that she was mine
But she said….

I was all alone in the open sky
And I felt the Holy Ghost pass me by
Like a southbound bird
Running scared from the winters light
And the moon turned red and the stars did fall
And I stood my ground without a care at all and Father Time said:
“Boy, are you ready to take the fall?” So I said….

Magpie! Magpie!
Sitting up there like the 12th of July
Why’d you have to go and let them die?
Magpie! Magpie!
You burn them down when you pile them high
Why’d you have to go and let them die?
Why d'you always have to mock us when we hide?

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from Hydrology, released October 17, 2016

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just sitting here waiting for the volcanoes. earthquakes. the cold, cold surf. the sunsets when the forests are burning. moonlight above the lava flows. at night. cigarette smoke slowly drifting away when the wind finally stops blowing. slackwater warm. between tennessee and ireland you're just treading water. between the devil and the deep green sea. from one savage shore to another. ... more

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