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The Calm

from American Goodbye by Nancy Burke

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The Calm

It’s a small town story,
It’s a nation in retreat,
We’re all sick from too much liquor
And the stench of crude oil heat.

In the afternoons, a barber’s shears,
The soft shoe of a broom across a floor,
Welcome everybody to the
Armistice before the war.


CHORUS:
But I remember you,
I remember what that trail of blood and tears led us to
I remember it’s the truth that made you cry,
In that fabled time before I’d learned to lie.

Yes I remember you,
I remember what that trail of blood & truth led us to,
That proud stag who’s searching for a place to die;
An American goodbye.


It’s a small town story,
It’s a time without a plot
And it fills our dreams with longing
And a fistful of buckshot

We all know that when you keep your rifle
Cleaned and oiled and loaded by the door
You can’t help yourself but look for
Something you can use it for.

CHORUS

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from American Goodbye, released December 17, 2018
Nancy Burke, Vocals
Steve Dawson, Everything Else

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