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The Wait

by St. Peter's Dog

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1.
All of the time in my life spent Staring at the sun Blind in my way, sunset vision gone Never to return Garden my days, green my aura It's all I ever ask Fictions attack the sanctity Of all I ever lacked All of the time in my life spent Staring at the sun All the footsteps that are all behind, they all Mark the time Black cat cross the street, turn into A white elephant All of my life I've been staring at that sun
2.
Eureka to San Jose East of East LA Flagstaff to Santa Fe Excuse me, St. Louis (good-lookin', better cookin', finger-lickin', country-pickin') Dreamin' on Tobacco Road Dreamin' on Tobacco Road (black bear, rockin' chair, sweet tea, cypress tree) Eureka to San Jose East of East LA Flagstaff to Santa Fe Excuse me, St. Louis (barbecue, baby blue, mountain top, cream o' crop) Dreamin' on Tobacco Road Dreamin' on Tobacco Road (bruised peach, out of reach, catch ya later, alligator) (good-lookin', better cookin', finger-lickin', country-pickin') Dreamin' on Tobacco Road Dreamin' on Tobacco Road
3.
Going, Going 05:21
I’m going, going To Colorado No favors found In El Dorado Make way For all the winds that do blow My comfort back To Colorado I’m going down To Acapulco To find those eyes Where all the stars go When I find those eyes--those blue eyes Where all of the stars seem to go I’m going, going Back to Colorado I’m going, going To Colorado And on those winds All of my dust blows All the way back From Acapulco Me and my bullet Going to Colorado Grab hold of your partner Feel her breath against you Spin her through the leaves Falling all around you Red lace and clover Thrown over her shoulder Cut the act desperado In Colorado I’m going, going To Colorado
4.
Burnt honey drips From the ever-quakin’ lips Of last year’s Judas Iscariot Scattered 'cross the plate The prey and all its weight Killed it but couldn’t bury it The moon—a cup Once filled up With blood, silver, and golden In the ruins of its light Jagged, ice-bright Fists full of shadows unfoldin’ Tell me, father Did you know? Did you know? Tell me, father Did you know The one they call Chateau? Eyes heavy As the lid against the levee Sleepless since the carnival What’s done here is done What was none is one To fall how one was born to fall Silhouetted by The ruddy-tinted sky A figure—vast—approachin’ Footprints in the sand Like the fingers in his hand Numbered and closin’ in Tell me, father Did you know? Did you know? Tell me, father Did you know The one they call Chateau? Tell me, father Did you know? Did you know? Tell me, father Did you know The one they call Chateau?
5.
Well I know he's running now With a pack of wild dogs And I know he's running now With a pack of wild dogs I left a bone in the yard So I'm always where I was I left a bone in the yard And I'm always here I left a bone in the yard So I'm always where I was I left a bone in the yard I havent slept all summer I'm a snake in the grass I am troubled water I'm the first of seven sons and daughters And when they come down, will they care That we've got color TV? Oh my dog, I think she's a witch And I know he's running now With a pack of wild dogs And I know he's running now With a pack of wild dogs Child, stop your crying Won't do you no good no more
6.
Moonlit jasmine ever in bloom White crosses, white birches, silver spade, silver spoon Can taste the river on the westward wind Blue coat, brass buttons, bootleg gin The road back home is covered in sand Twenty-odd ways to misunderstand Such as the freight train takes the light Over the hill and out of sight And he leans upon the wings of a bluebird’s song Juniper, jade and candy moon White beaches, black desert and 6th avenue Early to sunset and eager to rise Blue coat and brass buttons--a careless disguise Shadowed by the view of an empty plan Twenty-something ways to misunderstand Blue and white clover to cover a guess Mr. left-by-the-water, mrs. almost-instead Now he leans upon the wings of a bluebird's song
7.
It's a free fall Saturday So mama put the baby away I'm gonna try to lose my worried mind I'm gonna wake up Sunday blind When the reaper she comes lookin' for me I'll be sleepin' under the ol' oak tree Well it happens almost every time Brother don't forget the child It's a wonder that we still got time To wonder under the sweet sunshine When the reaper she comes lookin' for me I'll be drownin' number seventeen When the reaper finally finds me I'll be sleepin' under that same ol' oak tree There's no need to cut me down, Mr. Devil...
8.
Peaches 02:27
Summer’s peaches All bruised and sweet Chilled the air And swept me off my feet Swept me off my feet Oh, to sip on lemonade Under branches dressin’ The statues that they shade Statues that they shade Oh, east of Michigan That’s where I want to go Oh, east of Michigan Where the wild roses grow Holes in the boxcar Change their tune When the winds shift Bittersweet in bloom Bittersweet in bloom Stones on window- Sill steal the heat From the sinkin’ sun Slippin’ down the street Slippin’ down the street Oh, east of Michigan That’s where I want to go Oh, east of Michigan Where the wild roses grow
9.
La Suerte 04:34
Oh, la suerte, la suerte There's a heavy weight below Tied tight to a rabbit's toe Watch it all fall down the well-- A hundred pennies all comes up tails Oh, la suerte, la suerte At the end of a black rainbow A shattered mirror bleeding in the snow And it's all for the witch's math-- An entire nation of black cats crossing your path Oh, la suerte, la suerte
10.
Row 02:30
Oh, Mr. Charon, won't you row for me?
11.
As if the world weren’t burning Like I needed a joke She showed up in his sweater Soaked in cigarette smoke On pride, on provocation I offered her two cents Two short of an answer Resulting in hound on fence As if this truck ain’t swerving Like I needed the luck Above the freeway like a sailor Finding nickels in the rough And now you’ve returned To tell that same old joke About the house around the corner With its windows all broke Satisfied the day They pass my grave and say Not bad, pretty decent failure These bars aren’t working Their failure to keep Is my attempt at a wolfhound On a midnight creep Why prior to black bread High on solitary I made sweet love with her In a dream by the sea These beers are no use They way they used to do the trick Out on the avenue a nice young lady Asked me what I wanted What a waste of a pretty good thought I thought I could use a second chance Around my ankles like a savior My Miss Grenadine Satisfied the day They pass my grave and say Not bad, pretty decent failure

credits

released October 21, 2015

1. Staring at the Sun
Doug Graupe: vocals, guitars, bass, drums, percussion, harmonica
Matt Oleksa: backup vocals, guitar, piano

2. Dreamin' on Tobacco Road
Matt Oleksa: vocals, guitars, organ, percussion
Doug Graupe: backup vocals, drums, bass, slide

3. Going, Going
Doug Graupe: vocals, guitars, drums, percussion
Matt Oleksa: vocals, harmonica

4. Mojave Pipedream
Matt Oleksa: vocals, guitars, percussion, harmonica
Doug Graupe: guitar, drums

5. Pack of Wild Dogs
Doug Graupe: vocals, guitars, drums, bass, percussion
Matt Oleksa: backup vocals, organ, guitar, harmonica

6. Blue Coat, Brass Buttons
Matt Oleksa: vocals, guitars, vibraphone, harmonica
Doug Graupe: vocals, guitar, drums

7. When the Reaper Comes Lookin'
Doug Graupe: vocals, guitars, bass, drums, banjo, slide, harmonica
Matt Oleksa: backup vocals, guitar, piano

8. Peaches
Matt Oleksa: vocals, guitars, rainstick, percussion
Doug Graupe: backup vocals, drums

9. La Suerte
Doug Graupe: vocals, guitars, drums
Matt Oleksa: backup vocals, guitars, buffalo drum

10. Row
Matt Oleksa: vocals, guitars, percussion
Doug Graupe: backup vocals, banjo, drums

11. Pretty Decent Failure
Matt Oleksa: vocals, guitar
Doug Graupe: vocals

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