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Product of the Times
03:14
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rode my bike up to the overlook
pressing wheels against the red sand
i’m in need of a vacation
before i come around again
i’m driving just to feel the clutch shift
take the highway to the ocean
i can’t stop once i’m in motion
don’t know where i’m gonna end
i am balanced on a wire, i am the product of my times
i’ve seen a shipwreck and a citadel in the way you make me smile
i’m an actor, i’m an animal, i’m a dodo and a sphinx
i’m a vampire in my coffin and i haven’t slept a wink
i’m not fond of being closed in
then again i am a hypocrite
slowing down i see the world spin
and i’m in and out of it
in a near torrential downpour
one must keep on pressing forwards
you can’t hydroplane forever
so we best learn how to swim
we are balanced on a wire, we are the product of our times
in an endless search for meaning in the most reasonless of rhymes
we are actors, we are animals, we are strikers, we are finks
we are vampire in our coffins and we’re living on the brink
take it all with a grain of salt
try not to feel like it is all your fault
long ago you weren’t afraid to fall
but you can’t remember when
you are balanced on a wire, you are the product of your times
you could have been anything you wanted, all you wanted was to be alright
you’re an actor, you're an animal, you’re the subject and the shrink
you’re a vampire in your coffin, looking for the missing link
you’re a vampire in your coffin and you’ve had too much to drink
you’re a vampire in your coffin and you are what you think
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Dragons of Eden
04:06
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Rigged to Flip
03:23
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well the river’s flowing muddy, but i’ve washed my knuckles clean
and i’m thinking bout the raven that appeared inside my dream
he was cawing by my bedside when i woke up to the rain
and i was safe inside my sleeping bag in the canyon where i lay
i’ve heard that everything’s impermanent, but these rocks are pretty old
i’ve sat down in the chasm where the timelines start to fold
someday the unconformity will take me from this place
the mystery lies waiting in all that empty space
where i will let my sorrows drown
at the bottom of the red rock, colorado river bound
i am shackled to these rapids, rigged to flip, and all my hatches battened down
i’ve got a heavy superstition that this place is filled with ghosts
there’s an honest kind of longing, something far away yet close
and i know that when i leave here, i will return again
to be swallowed by the river and swept up by the current
so tomorrow i will love you, but today i am alone
yesterday i was thinking of you and that place we call our home
i hope that you will run with me when it’s my time to row
we’ll steer clear of all the eddies, the whirlpools and the boils
and we will let our sorrows drown
at the bottom of the red rock, colorado river bound
i am shackled to these rapids, rigged to flip, and all my hatches battened down
when the waves start crashing my boat will start to rock
when my raft starts spinning round, my balance will be lost
and my oars will all be torn from me and i’ll be ushered in
to the swirling of the bubbles, to take another swim
and i will let my sorrows drown
at the bottom of the red rock, colorado river bound
i am shackled to these rapids, rigged to flip, and all my hatches battened down
i am shackled to these rapids, rigged to flip, and all my hatches battened down
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Red Hook Rooftop
01:35
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Logan Harvey
06:15
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Logan Harvey, Logan Harvey, born of British blood
Filled his head with Kerouac and then away he run
Hopped across the big old pond one way headed west
Wished his Ma and Pa so long and flew out of his nest
Made his way to Monterey Bay where the ocean air was nice
Built himself a driftwood home thinking it was paradise
I don’t know what made him go thumbing Cali down
Bakersfield to Barstow town, Arizona bound
Cali-Zo-New-Mexi-Homa, Tex-Ar-Kansas-Tennessee
Logan Harvey made his rounds living out his fantasy
Have to say I did the same one day long ago
And in all my years of travellin’ I ain’t never made it home
Logan Harvey, having hardly no water to his name
Drenched himself in cheap champagne to cool his aching brain
Feeling like a Thompson type lost in the USA
Caught a ride to the Texas side and hurried on his way
Amarillo armadillo, roadside casualty
Dusty plains and fast-food chains was all that he could see
Couldn’t buy the big white lie of American excess
Disillusioned with the town, he missed the best southwest
Cali-Zo-New-Mexi-Homa, Tex-Ar-Kansas-Tennessee
Logan Harvey made his rounds living out his fantasy
Have to say I did the same one day long ago
And in all my years of travellin’ I ain’t never made it home
But oh my god I see, the devil in you is the devil in me
And it’s a long road we walk upon to say that we are free
We may never make it home, we may never make it home
I was out in OKC at a station in the night
He was there leaning debonairly ‘neath an old streetlight
Derby hat and big backpack, smelling strong of beer
I watched him move through the humid air as he started coming near
Boarded up on a greyhound bus and found an empty bench
Talked about a common thirst that we could never quench
Logan Harvey, Logan Harvey, where could you have gone?
With your whiskey flask and photographs, wandering ever on
Cali-Zo-New-Mexi-Homa, Tex-Ar-Kansas-Tennessee
Logan Harvey made his rounds living out his fantasy
Have to say I did the same one day long ago
And in all my years of travellin’ I ain’t never made it home
But oh my god I see, the devil in you is the devil in me
And it’s a long road we walk upon to say that we are free
We may never make it home, we may never make it
Oh my god I see, the devil in you is the devil in me
And it’s a long road we walk upon to say that we are free
We may never make it home, we may never make it home
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Dream Waltz
02:37
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Old Man Hubris
03:38
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49 Bridge
01:37
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Homestake Horror
02:59
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Zephaniah Stringfield Taos, New Mexico
If you ever get the urge to get in your car and take off without a plan, Zephaniah’s voice is your ideal traveling companion. If your date didn’t show at the bar, and you need the music to become your human connection for the night, he’s got you covered. His songs are the type you can never quite believe you are hearing for the first time, and he made them for you. ... more
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