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Nowhere Is Somewhere

by St. Peter's Dog

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Tattooed to her shoulder The anchor that couldn’t hold her Old enough to be too young Ended up where she’d begun Horizon — none to one — dissolvin’ in the sinkin’ sun Yonder, there she goes Yonder, there she goes The last ship from the old world The last ship from the old world The last ship from the old world Tollin’ the mornin' hours The docks showered with flowers Sisyphus and the ghost Trollin’ up and down the coast Castin’ blind in hopes to hook what was forsook and can’t be took Yonder, there she goes Yonder, there she goes The last ship from the old world The last ship from the old world The last ship from the old world
2.
There’s lines on my face that I’m not drawing There’re cats on my roof that I’m not calling It’s been twenty years and I’m still falling It’s been twenty years and I’m still famous for no one One was enough, so I took another And suddenly wondered if I’ve been underwater This whole time This whole while Famous for no one I think I was born in a portrait of another Man or mammal or mama’s brother Began to think, then I took another And one was good, so I took another Famous for no one Famous for no one There’s lines on my face that I’m not drawing There’re cats on my roof that I’m not calling It’s been twenty years and I’m still falling It’s been twenty years and I’m still falling It’s been twenty years and I’m still famous It’s been twenty years and I’m still famous for no one
3.
Maliblues 03:53
Kinda painless Kind of pain Poolside, and the rain Is breakin’ thru Maliblues Got soaked in The motion Of her third eye’s endless ocean Sucked into Maliblues You tied me down You tied me down You set me free You tied me down You set me free You tied me down You tied me down You set me free You tied me down You set me free They told me You sold me For thirty and thirty only Ain’t it true? Maliblues You tied me down You tied me down You set me free You tied me down You set me free You tied me down You tied me down You set me free You tied me down You set me free
4.
When I walk, I walk past the old marina I see Don, I say, “Hi” When I walk though the valley There’s no valley anymore When I walk past friends and family I say, “Bye, so long” When I pass the old farmland zoo “Please, rabbit, how do you do?” I’m going against that old river I’m going back to the memory I’m going against that old river I’m going back to that memory There’s always that blue house swept out to sea Old San Francisco somewhere behind me There’s inquisition and indecision “Philadelphia, hello” I’m going against that old river I’m going back to the memory I’m going against that old river I’m going back to that memory I’m going against that old river I’m going back to the memory I’m going against that old river I’m going back to that memory
5.
Virginia 02:33
You with your turquoise, your Rolls Royce, your bubblin’ champagne You with your Turkish delights and your olives from Spain It takes one to know one and you’re one And I’m one and the sun’s callin’ Red rover, come over, Virginia You can tell in your portraits they sell in the streets you’ve been tamed Life on the mansion and its endless expansion gets lame It takes one to know one and you’re one And I’m one and the sun’s callin’ Red rover, come over, Virginia
6.
Dark-haired woman Nightly discrepancies between the light And the dark of you Cold-bone electric signs Of neon pasts And Day-Glo times of yore I’ll take your teeth too Red star falling from My reason rising Rising on my seas Do what you want to be Exquisitely in carcass form Running from the idling engine of always Now she’s got all she’s got to do
7.
Yup, you guessed it – 3rd Ward Station Knee-deep in miscalculation Less than forty, more than seven? All doggy-dogs go to heaven Big ones, fat ones, purdy one, and little ones Twig ones, rat ones, sturdy ones, and brittle ones And me? I’m somewhere in-between The hound and the pit if you get what I mean But it’s alright because I know Nowhere is still somewhere to go My petunia I don’t get too high, I don’t get too low I know nowhere is somewhere to go My petunia Ever since I was born I’ve always been A minute behind the one I’m in A foot in front of the sidewalk endin’ Ever-present in the fall beginnin’ Well, take it, leave it, but man too your grip Gonna loosen, gonna slip Like a bra strap down a shoulder blade Like a moonbeam through a beat-up shade But it’s alright because I know Nowhere is still somewhere to go My petunia I don’t get too high, I don’t get too low I know nowhere is somewhere to go My petunia
8.
Rolling Fog 04:13
Juliet, violets Scattered all around your blues Before you go I need you to know You forgot your shoes And speakin’ of love up above — Doves tangled up in smoke Don’t say goodbye like you and I Ain’t a line in some joker’s joke Rolls, rolls by my window Rolls, rolls by my window Rolls Turkish-style cigarettes Vodka straight to forget Juliet, don’t forget Wolves don’t know your name It’s all the same to the untamed Could I bum a cigarette? Juliet, at least let me lend you Some colors from my dreams Paint the town falling down Blues and browns, reds and greens Rolls, rolls by my window Rolls, rolls by my window Rolls Turkish-style cigarettes Vodka straight to forget
9.
Olive 02:34
Where are you going, Olive? The knitting mill’s closed The holes in your alibi already exposed Follow the mossy trees to where it breaks into ocean You swallowed the moon, you spit out the noon You gave the wind motion And me, I’m the one Thumbs on my pockets Fingers curlin’ all around your lockets Olive, maybe Silk warm with wearing – Oh, how could it be? You! Spicing vodka with the enemy Creations concocted on gestures mistaken in ballrooms bendin’ The crooner’s croonin’ croon and the message it’s pretendin’ And me, I’m the one Thumbs on my pockets Fingers curlin’ all around your lockets Olive, maybe
10.
As soon as I shed this snakeskin I’m leavin’ Be on that first mail train and gone Just one more trip down to Rita’s This town is strange This town is strange There must be somethin’ in the water Who done spiked it upstream? What on earth have we been drinkin’? This town is strange This town is strange The jail door’s been busted wide open But the inmates, they all hang around Freemen playin’ dominos and smokin’ This town is strange This town is strange The mayor, he’s a werewolf and I’ve been told He keeps a full moon in a glass Well-fed with the moths drawn to it This town is strange This town is strange Pancho, can you pass that silver bullet? How long until a ghost forgets its name? I could have sworn we’ve been through this This town is strange This town is strange
11.
Wide Ocean 08:14
Nowhere left his place on the table Written: “One less horse in the stable” No use looking back for sea change The bent horizon holds her true name And there’s only so much a man can take On dry land I’m going Out on the wide ocean

credits

released February 1, 2017

1. Last Ship from the Old World
Matt Oleksa: vocals, guitars, percussion
Doug Graupe: backup vocals, drums, guitars, bass, keyboard (midi)

2. Famous for No One
Doug Graupe: vocals, drums, guitars, bass
Matt Oleksa: guitars, piano, harmonica, percussion

3. Maliblues
Matt Oleksa: vocals, guitars
Doug Graupe: backup vocals, drums, guitar, bass, keyboard (midi)

4. Against the River
Doug Graupe: vocals, guitar, drums, bass, harmonica
Matt Oleksa: backup vocals, guitar, piano, harmonica

5. Virginia
Matt Oleksa: vocals, guitars, harmonica, percussion
Doug Graupe: backup vocals, slide guitar, drums, percussion, keyboard (midi)

6. Exquisite Carcass
Doug Graupe: vocals, guitars, banjo, violin, drums
Matt Oleksa: backup vocals, guitar, zither, percussion, bass

7. Nowhere Is Somewhere (My Petunia)
Matt Oleksa: vocals, guitars, drums, piano
Doug Graupe: backup vocals, guitars, keyboard (midi)

8. Rolling Fog
Matt Oleksa: vocals, guitars, bass, piano, percussion
Doug Graupe: backup vocals, drums, guitar, bass

9. Olive
Matt Oleksa: vocals, guitars, harmonica, brushes
Doug Graupe: backup vocals, bass, drums

10. This Town Is Strange
Matt Oleksa: vocals, guitars, percussion, harmonica
Doug Graupe: drums, banjo, guitar, chimes

11. Wide Ocean
Doug Graupe: vocals, guitars, drums, bass
Matt Oleksa: backup vocals, guitar, harmonica
Wild dogs: howls and moans

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