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Spokane & Poughkeepsie

by Feral Suits

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I lost the train somewhere between Spokane and Poughkeepsie somehow I found my way after all any way like a hound a duck or myself right after one long hard look all around the house for a single goddamned vanity mirror in each one of about a thousand nine rooms so you couldn’t actually blame me for being as late as I was but I finally found it on the wall of a room with no door and four or five windows sometime after it occurred to me that I should come in through the garden

there’s more than enough ways out and back but

everyone seems to agree we’re in line and we’re waiting
and when we get there everything’ll feel so complete but waiting around never got me where I’m going
and everyone seems to believe their time's coming like

not the train itself rather everything that you could ever hope to find lying on it car after car never rearranged from caboose to destination from where I’m standing to you whether or not the track splits in two or that’s not where you’re going I promise you’ll get there in style like your mother in-law’s Mercedes Benz or Rick Van Shaw’s blue Chelsea boot

everyone seems to agree we’re in line and we’re waiting
and when we get there everything’ll feel so complete
but waiting around never got me where I’m going
everyone seems to believe their time’s coming their patience is their virtue
but everyone seems to agree it's their insistence that'll bring their pleasure

I think it was after we crossed the chesapeake right north the deltas or any other city you’ve heard of when I heard a shout and, curious, walked through the bar which was something else like an old west saloon in New Carolina with a bar keep who’s got the pours your grand-dad asks twice for shouting in the smoky din like the conductor, wherever he is, god bless him

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released January 24, 2020
Sam Kok - Drums, Percussion
Evan Jorrisen - Keyboards, Guitar
Corbin Brooks - Bass
Greyson Elkins - Vocals
Brian Obernesser - Guitar

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