Donna Martin: Listen

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I put the clamp on the battery
and jump this old ford galaxy
and take her down by the old ax factory
the river there it can bend and sway
all the sticky heat from a summer day
back in fifty five
it washed most this town away

I heard it on the radio that half of the time
we're sending off the boys to war
the other half we're doing fine
and of all the things I'll never know
it's how you rely on the world repeating history
and calling it a modern time

now this factory it's an antique store
and the suburbans leave with their rope tied doors
ain't it strange how you don't notice war anymore
it's a better life and I've got my share
with a place to dream and an easy chair
but a hollow feeling can find you anywhere

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there's a dusty kid on the old steel rail
with a hummingbird in a rusted pail
with a knack for fixing broken wings and tails
and that big bright sun up above his head
it must have seen the smoke and the underfed
on it's way out west to this sleepy riverbed

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