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Seaside Town
A painting of an autumn field
Gold and charcoal brown
Crows and vultures in the sky
Trains breaking down
She studied every brushstroke
Until meaning hit the ground
Somebody went missing
In this seaside town
A storm was rising in the west
Nothing built to last
Ego trippers on the dime
Ghosts rising from the past
Good people working day and night
Never gaining ground
The winners kept on losing
In her seaside town
In this seaside town
Up and down
Sometimes she couldn’t sleep at night
Sometimes, sometimes
Watching from the sidelines
Wasted by the clock
She stole somebody’s schooner
Tied up to the dock
Took a trip around the world
With her last love
Nobody looked too hard for her
In that seaside town
She landed on an island
In the ocean of her mind
Her lover stroked her naked back
And they lost all track of time
A painting of an autumn field
Patterns on the wall
Those who speak will never know
In her seaside town
In this seaside town
Up and down
Sometimes she couldn’t sleep at night
Sometimes, sometimes
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Higher Ground
Up above the clouds, brought here to higher ground
The waters began to rise. I left my friends behind
It was my childhood town
Another place and time
The beach kissed the sea
That’s what things were like
I’m a survivor now
They say I’m doing fine
Don’t have much to talk about
When I close my eyes
I see the coral tides
Up above the clouds, brought here to higher ground
The waters began to rise, I left my friends behind,
I left, left my friends behind
It didn’t happen fast
The governor saw it all
Coming into view
Like a dream in a crystal ball
Buying up Fiji land
The temperature getting hot
Running from the past
And what we hadn’t got
As we tied the knot
Up above the clouds, brought here to higher ground
Looking back on life, I made it to 89
I left, left my friends,
I left, I left my friends behind
The fields I used to roam
Are an underwater plain
We danced one more time
In the eye of the hurricane
I won the lottery
Half of us moved away
I can see everything
From this mountain peak
I see love that’s lost
For eternity
In a lottery
Up above the clouds, brought here to higher ground
When I close my eyes, close my eyes,
All I see are these coral tides
Up above the clouds
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Unseen Undetected
Unseen, undetected
Living in the neighborhood
Working hard, unprotected
Doing what they know they should
To be something, instead of nothing
They don’t count on lucky breaks
Unseen, undetected, unseen…far from Monterrey
Unseen, undetected
Until they’re othered by the few
Small minds, the unelected
Always turn the screws
For their fears, they are crippled
By their birth they’re falsely claimed
Unseen, undetected, unseen…until they have their say
Unseen, undetected
Until they came to build my fence
Paint my house and talk of family
And the money they had sent
Back home to their parents
For their children’s better fate
Unseen undetected, unseen….lost or on their way
Unseen, undetected
Until someone lights the flame
Like a nightmare unaffected
By the clocks that are kept at bay
Little men with blackened magic
Wearing cloaks of doubt and pain
Unseen, undetected, unseen…on the corner of Main and Main
Unseen, undetected
Mexico or Viet Nam
Walking miles to California
On the boat from Amsterdam
To be something instead of nothing
Doing everything it takes
Unseen, undetected, unseen.
In their dreams, in their dreams, in their dreams…they always stay
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Wintertime
Down to Muscle Shoals
Bobby and Aretha testify
To what we know
The highway is a river
Twisted drawn and taut
Woman gotta have it
A little or a lot
Whenever you are sanctified
You only get one shot
You only get one shot
Winter of the heart
Tell me what you're thinking
And who you are
Cotton fields asphalt
Stretching near and far
Holes between the rows
Trees on the line
Branches blown to bits
Among the sea of white
It’s the end of the season,
No longer black and white
No longer black and white
Winter of the mind
Wintertime, Wintertime
I can feel it
Calloused hands relentless
Backs against the wind
Sweating, shackled shouting
Families gone again
Soldiers and their guns
Tramping through the real
As if their father’s bidding
Was a noble legacy
Lifeless on the barren ground
Where memories are sold
Where memories are sold
Winter of the soul
Wintertime, Wintertime
I can feel it
Alabama State Roads
Down to Muscle Shoals
Wondering will I see
The past up and go
Or is it trapped between us
And can’t escape
Pops and Mavis sing
The uncloudy day
Let the people say
Storm clouds blow away
Storm clouds blow away
Winter of the day
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Late Night Ramble
She’s got blue marks
From falling off her bike
Wears a patch to stop the smoking
There’s a dude she likes
Who’ll take her out to dinner
On a date if she quits first
I saw her two weeks later
Her cough was sounding worse
She smiled like no tomorrows
Bit down harder on her nails
Sitting close together
Our feet upon the rail
Searching for the words
There was nothing I could do
To give her what she needed
To start her life anew
Late night ramble
In this, in this
Late night ramble
She wore long sleeves
And hats in mid-July
Moving like the wind
The saddest pair of eyes
Steady and unblinking
As if every tear she cried
Soaked into the pillow
Never left to dry
Late night ramble
In this, in this
Late night ramble
Sirens passed us by
She made the sign of the cross
The radio filled with static
Somewhere a child was lost
In a field full of maiden grass
Confidence at bay
Some words last forever
And only later resonate
At home at night, in darkness
The blade catches candlelight
A couple go to bed and
Try to stop the time
Some people skate the surface
Others go just deep enough
To feel any kind of feeling
That isn’t mindless and numb
Late night ramble
In this, in this, in this
Late night ramble
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Carry Me
Rambling autumn walk,
Colors turn to sounds
Woodpecker clouds
All around
Off the beat
Hammer trees
In this boss nova forest
Carry me away
Critters rustle leaves
A newborn wails
Reminding me
Another time
This very place
You would always say
Before we even started
Sunny and light hearted
Carry me
Reaching outstretched arms
I’d pick you up so sure
Proud of who I was
Proud of who we were
Your feet touched the ground
You ran beyond my reach to be free
Carry me
Embracing your own love
Happiness, and
Sometimes, crazy sorrow
I walk not far behind
If you need a little rest
Please remember when
Everything was new
And if you’re ever feeling blue
I’ll be there to carry you
Reaching outstretched arms
I’d pick you up so sure
Proud of who I was
Proud of who we were
Your feet touched the ground
You ran beyond my reach to be free
Carry me
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Grace
04:26
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Grace
You hate it when I love you
When we’re close you move away
The moment I start running
You come back to stay
I just wanna say
I’m here for you baby
Here for bad and good
As long as it may last
As long as it should
We’ll wash our sins away, yeah
Cut a little slack
Look at what we have, yeah
Instead of what we lack
Baby, it’s a fact
I’m here for you baby
Here for bad and good
As long as it may last
As long as it should
Watching from my window
It’s like a picture show
People to and fro
We only get the power
When we let it go
I’m here for you baby
Here for bad and good
As long as it may last
As long as it should
It’s a complicated world
But, some things still remain
A little bit of love
A little bit of faith
A little bit of grace
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Gandy Dancer
Eddie was a gandy dancer –
He only lasted a week
Driving nails, making peanuts, he said
My time ain’t worth the grief
Took a cab to see his girl
Spent the night half alone
Drinking wine, making love
In somebody’s home
Interrupted by the phone
Back in the day, remember
Receivers on the wall
Voices echo through the building
Between apartments in the hall
Shady and expensive
On the line was a certain man
You still working that railroad job?
Because I’ve got a handsome task
It was a complicated plan
Gandy Dancer, Gandy Dancer
Eddie was a gandy dancer
And tried to keep it cool, but
In a day he’d make more money
Than a year as a working fool
She said, oh, baby don’t you do it
He ignored her desperate pleas
Working on a straight job
Was close to slavery
Pinching pennies getting squeezed
Gandy Dancer, Gandy Dancer
Little did he know his neighbor
Was an eager beaver cop
Who loved to play canary
And was prone to eavesdrop
He never liked Eddie anyways
Had a thing for his girlfriend
The cops were waiting armed and ready
The bank job met an early end
Up the river Eddie was sent
Eddie was a gandy dancer
But he only lasted a week
Driving nails, making peanuts, he said
His time wasn’t worth the grief
Couldn’t see his girl no more
Always alone
Stuck inside four walls
In somebody else’s home
Always waiting for the phone
Gandy Dancer, Gandy Dancer
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Keeper of the Word
05:00
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Keeper of the Word
Somewhere in Soho, the Village Square
Came in from the rain to see what was there
Looking for some Shelley or Keats
Sorry for myself, lonely and beat
Dust on the shelves some kind of proof
Of a world that lost objective truth
The keeper of the word
Cat eye glasses, hair tucked back
Triple pierced ears and a case of tact
A life preserver when you’re lost at sea
A mix of sex and dignity
Secrets bound to tantalize
My weakness is the very wise
The keeper of the word
I ran upstairs to clear the shelves
Everything I wanted and something else, to which I return
The keeper of the word
She rang me up I asked her out for tea
To talk about what I was about to read
She laughed and said I couldn’t be done
But looking to the future was always fun
Autumn was coming we didn’t care
About the revolution in the air
The keeper of the word
Precious and rare like Audubon’s birds, the light the day deserved
To which I return
Keeper of the word
Together we formed a secret code
The good kind of tension about to explode
Stumbling through her one room flat
Like a dirty paperback
The keeper of the word
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Outside Looking In
Sittin’ in the scoreboard, watchin’ all the plays go by
It gets hot in here sometimes, but I don’t’ really mind
Players on the field, others in the stands
Leather gloves or cell phones in their hands
I got no plans
Hanging up the numbers, I see a girl who comes alone
Shirtless men badger her but she’s always in a zone
Like rookies on the bench, they always miss her signs
A motion detector, an invisible line
Sittin’ in the scoreboard, I’m doing time
Outside looking in, that’s how it’s always been for me
On the edges of the crowd don’t you see?
Sittin’ in the scoreboard, wondering about the other league
In the designated hitter, I’m afraid, they still believe
I wish I had a coach who could tell me what to do
If I’m shy and nervous and don’t have a clue
I’m feeling blue on blue
Sunlight paints her graceful hands
Holding a pencil keeping score while she tans
Sitting in the scoreboard I don’t understand
Outside looking in, that’s how it’s always been for me
On the edges of the crowd don’t you see?
Sittin’ in the scoreboard, she’s not satisfied
It’s the way that she moves when they leave in single file
I put away my water, my radio, my chair
And climb down the steps, to breathe the evening air
Neither here nor there
Going home alone, every day is the same
Win or lose, its how you play the game
Living in the moment, eyes on the ball
I grow strong like ivy on the wall
Sitting in scoreboard, ready to heed the call
Outside looking in
Outside looking in
Don’t you see?
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Doug Hoekstra Nashville, Tennessee
Doug Hoekstra’s singular musical persona sets sympathetic narratives against understated vocals, memorable melodies, and subtle but unexpected arrangement turns. His albums have earned Nashville Music Award and Independent Music Award nominations, a bevy of top 10 list appearances, and a reputation as a “songwriter’s songwriter” (CMJ Music Monthly). "The Day Deserved" due out Spring 2021 ... more
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