Torch and Swan

by Jedediah Parish

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1.
Alone Solo 02:35
when you've read the letter telling you she's gone crushed the envelope and let go as your heart is sinking earthward like a stone you must face this moment alone boeing superfortress bursting like a bomb through the billows lit from below feel those icy fingers up and down your bones you must face this moment alone please remember everything will go as it should as it should and acknowledge if you do not know things should not always be good in the snowy distance a silent snowy owl as you drift like snow to the snow remembering the murders of american crows on the neighbors branches back home you must face this moment alone
2.
well you could of wrote one letter maura morrow of maine when i took a shot from the desert fox you could of eased the pain you either end up dead or fed up ef'd up and far from home i got a scar and a purple heart you got a heart of stone why didn't you love me why operation torch casablanca algeria and libya beware shining at night in tunisia sister that's the rocket's red glare my brother with the airforce in basra kept the axis out of iran and iraq when he wrote a letter to his favorite girl she wrote a letter back why didn't you love me why, when i needed you shot by a c.c.f. sniper orders of kim il sung l eft for the gray face buzzards stalin and mao tse-tung now the lord is my commanding officer stationed in heaven above a nd i see i could have saved the whole wide world it was never going to be enough why didn't you love me why, when i needed you
3.
Screech Owl 03:09
she's up all night i can hear her call loud as a siren and bouncy as a ball she's a screech owl screech screech owl yeah a screech screech screech owl who don't give a hoot about me when the light gets thick i can hear her sound spinning like her head around and around she's a screech owl screech screech owl yeah screech screech screech owl don't give a hoot about me she don't hum my tunes she don't sing my words she prefers to listen to the songs of the burds she's a screech owl a screech screech owl a screech screech screech owl who don't give a hoot about me
4.
we have dreams that may never come true the one real thing i had was you o lose you, although i may live is a sin that i will not forgive but if you return i'll show you that i've learned how to love you and treat you like i should empty bottles and cheap one night stands are the ruin of many a man but my darling for me it's much worse the blood in my brain has been cursed but if you return i'll show you that i've learned how to love you and treat you like i should
5.
i'm telling you good people things are not what they seem you think you're busy bees that is just a dream every earthly pleasure all the natural shocks can't feel them in that cold cold box white as bright as snow or yellow pale as flax don't matter what you have or what you may lacks proud as a peacock clever as a fox don't matter in that cold cold box cold cold box your jawbone will be tossed in someone's box of tools remember sampson slew one thousand with a mule's your skull will be a white bowl full of broken rocks living in that cold cold box cold cold box ophelia had her songs and kicks against the pricks noah had his ark the third little pig had bricks beautiful delilah had seven stolen locks and don't forget pandora all you've got is that cold cold cold box
6.
well blue-face blues lose the buckles on your boots i've been trying to reach you all week the kites carry kittens through the donner and blitzen on a cold christmas day in their beaks chained to the rock by my own two hands i want to fly by the seat of your pants are you ready to go? come on yeah blue-face blue there's a tree filled with fruit and i can see no cause to abstain the northern shovelers and the torch-throated warblers plot a course like cortez of spain i 'm a copycat and i want to head south ruffle your feathers as i run my mouth are you ready to go? come on well it's alright blue-faced blue got to get to the root of all this whirling wildness and woe the man in the belfry wants a lap in the country when the red reads twenty below chained to the rocks by my own two hands i want to fly by the seat of your pants are you ready to go? come on
7.
before the lord and lawrence of arabia before i was the king that deep black sea emptied into persia twelve hundred years b.c. it is not night or dawn's early light twilight's turquoise delight where are the greeks, what happened to the ottoman's constantinopoly where are the freaks like claudius the roman man back in forty-three years before...b.c. it is not night or dawn's early light twilight's turquoise delight moon and stars stars and bars everything goes away (2) where are the sheeps and the shepherd of jerusalem and all the gallant soldiers of chivalerie who turned their cheeks east unto the holy land twelve hundred years a.d. it is not night or dawn's early light twilight's turquoise delight moon and star stars and bars everything goes away (2) alex the great henry the eight everything goes away (2) ww1 they were such bad guys come world war two they were my allies they helped me with the north koreans i gave them half a million reasons when the turkey vultures leave my skull you can hear their cries in instanbul yeah it's alright say can you see that flag out in the dusk because it has gotten too dark for me to see it is not night or dawn's early light twilight's turquoise delight
8.
stop listen this is my swan island lullabye the wolf is at the door got to keep the pigs at bay and pray they go away my this is my lullabye my love song and long goodbye if i if i come back to life i'll come back to you swan island radio history guantanamo swashbuckling buccaneers swastik united fruits rust red on black boots my this is my lullabye my love song and long goodbye if i if i come back to life i'll come back to you stop listen this is my swan island lullabye there's wolves inside the house they're with me in the lake and i'm too tired to stay awake this is my lullabye my love song and long goodbye if i if i come back to life i'll come back to you
9.
japanese sugar in a hitler hearse gasoline cowboys with drugstore nerve heaven, hell or hoboken by christmas eve it doesn't need to be world war three (2) ww3 pewee matilda and jungle juliets chicago piano redball express loong leather necks and leather nectarines it doesn't need to be world war three (2) ww3 mud lark pig sticker french fever rough rider hammer and tongs in the land of the free it doesn't need to be
10.
[instrumental]
11.
when you've read the letter telling you she's gone crushed the envelope and let go as your heart is sinking floorward like a stone you must face this moment alone seven forty seven swimming like a swan through a cloudburst lit from below as your wings are flailing through a no-fly zone you must face this moment alone please remember everything will go as it should as it should and acknowledge if you do not know things should not always be good is that someone knocking or wind on the window noisy suspiration or moan? the shade withdraws revealing a skull made out of bone you must face this moment alone solo at the graveyard in the blue moonglow everything is written in stone when you get the feeling you are not alone you must face this feeling alone you must face this moment alone
12.
{whistle} that's the feathered way, whistle your blues away {whistle} live the feathered way, sing your blues away chimney swift and chimney swallow oregon junco pink flamingo live the feathered way sawbill spoonbill razor bill raven red bird reed bird rice bird robin live the feathered way butcher bird bohemian waxwing curve-billed thrasher snowflake starling live that's the feathered way, whistle your blues away black necked stilt and blue faced booby arctic turn and eastern turkey live the feathered way brown bahama honey creeper cowbird catbird connecticut warbler live the feathered way vireo chickadee

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released April 7, 2004

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