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Jeff
Finlin
Copyright
Mitch Jenkins
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The Hard Way (1993) previously available as a track on 'Text Goes
Here'.
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Text
Goes Here released as an MP3 CD in 2001. Now
unavailable.
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Lonely
Light released 1991. Now unavailable.
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All
lyrics copyright
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Where
did I learn about the things that outweigh regret... was it in the
footsteps
of the blue bearded boys swinging from the sirens on the bowery,
tugging
blooming summer passages from the bottoms of their shoes… in the Villon
smiles of the hookers on the Rue St Denis, smoking cannonballs and
stained
glass, casting thousand-year-old shadows in the grey light... imagining
the reflection of your face in Napoleon’s watery pools, while the
sheets
steamed and we listened to the soul voices in the night echo their
sweet
venom and wonder.
Ah,
to kiss the emerald waves of a dream and spit only regret and
sorrow.
Feel the Idaho night crawling on your skin and the moon rises like a
giant
bubble in your veins - Pass the toothless pilgrims in the alleys and
prairies
with 4,000 winters tattooed on their faces, and melt in the heatwaves
that
dance and paint pictures of their dreams in the distance.
Pass
through
the sound of this TV Babylon and spear the voices of the midnight
ghosts
riding beyond the light plains - shedding the straitjackets in their
minds
- the key to the lock is in the bottom of the boot.
"Turn
it", she said. Only then can you feel the spreading of the
springtime against the crispness of the fall.
Close
my eyes and let me hear the sound of my blood as it burns across the
schoolyard
earth – let me see the face in every blade of grass, tree and the moon
– and know that it’s mine.
Let
me travel a thousand miles lookin’ through the back of my head and
maybe
I’ll find all the blessings of never trying...
Jeff
Finlin
Liner
notes from Highway Diaries
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