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John Burnette

by John Burnette

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1.
Fever Dream 04:33
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We tend to travel so high on our horses, ashamed that the universe named and endorses itself Awake from a fever dream, chilled to the bone, well we’ve fallen and flown and it’s shown us the circles of hell Hold your head up Make the best of this mess so we can go home Hold your head up Tell ‘em be kind or just leave us alone You’re well aware it’s a circus to see all the work we convert and breathe into the problems we craft I close my eyes to see fences and trees shaking, storms moving east out of eden and into the past Hold your head up Make the best of this mess so we can go home Hold your head up Tell ‘em be kind or just leave us alone After the fracture it seems we’ve got so much to talk about A pan and a flash is the passion in being alone The wind combs the hair of the hills as we drive down the road without making a sound Sunny or sober, it’s never over Hold your head up Make the best of this mess so we can go home Hold your head up Tell ‘em be kind or just leave us alone
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Chulo Says Sancho 04:11
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My name is James John William David Joseph Smith, and I’ve earned every penny I stole I’ll be your politician for a small small commision, my agenda should suffice for the whole Barring cliches, it’s just how I was raised, with malaise at the bottom of my bowl Because, I learned to listen at St. Mary’s Mission They’ll feed you in exchange for your soul Chulo says Sancho What’s your prerogative? I’ve got mine here in my bag Some say your swagger is a little too provocative, but you don’t even take off the tag By your looks, well you seem fond of the vagabond It’s a trend to attend cheap soirees I’m not invited so I think I’ll start a riot And mess up the cat’s cabaret Chulo says Sancho What’s your prerogative? I’m here to lose my inhibitions Calm, cool, up, down, something for everyone Those ain’t even your prescriptions Chulo says Sancho What’s your prerogative? What is this whole thing about? You know you talk like you’re paid by the word, but I’m just here to hang out I know, you’ll get along fine without me I know, we’ll get along just fine Well, I know, that you’ll forget all about me Cuz everything that matter’s just a matter of time I know, you’ll get along fine without me I know, we’ll get along just fine Well, I know, that you’ll forget all about me Cuz everything that matter’s just a matter of time
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Sadie Left Home 03:30
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Sadie she left home on a big airliner Left me alone standing against the record machine Her poppa said “Son, well can you help me find her?” I said “I think she’d ask exactly what you mean.” Sir when you leave I hope you’re disappointed Your baby’s gone, just a carryin’ on out there She always said her head was double jointed But a 4x4 or 2x2’s a square You work so hard just to make a living Giving it up, trading the time till five You’ve got to suffer for your supper Just to feel alive She said it’s hard to start in colder weather Better there where no one knows your name The fuss is just like throwing darts with feathers You never hit exactly where you aim You work so hard just to make a living Giving it up, trading the time till five You’ve got to suffer for your supper Just to feel alive All the things I loved about her took her far away from me You know we used to walk through the woods together, just like caterpillars crawling on a leaf Oh you know comfort called. I guess they had a bad connection Oh, you can never go home again, it’s always the other direction You work so hard just to make a living Giving it up, trading the time till five You’ve got to suffer for your supper Just to feel Just to feel alive
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Blue Step 03:48
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Me and Jolene picked a player piano to share our favorite song She played with my hair and corrected my grammar, saying “Sorry if I come on strong” Oh oh… What took you so long? She said “Honey, your blues are becoming old news ever since I let you leave the light on.” “You’ve got nothing to lose but I’m a little confused by all the things you do in spite of it?” Oh oh… Some burn a little too bright, hun We’re beat up, eaten up, burnt out, buried alive Tall, strong, sweet enough, what a lovely way to survive God fearless man, with a cup in my hand sipping holy water pre-paid faucets Could’ve been a saint maybe millionaire as opposed to drinking up all my prophets Oh oh… The things a glutton forgets We’re beat up, eaten up, burnt out, buried alive Tall, strong, sweet enough, what a lovely way to survive It’s hard to say if we’re going crazy Or if love and life’s trying to send us a sign We’re doing just fine We ain't beat up, eaten up, burnt out, buried alive Tall, strong, sweet enough, what a lovely way to survive We ain't beat up, eaten up, burnt out, buried alive Tall, strong, sweet enough, what a lovely way to survive
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Mona, Fiona, and Me 02:42
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I see you walking in your comfortable shoes Small talking leaves you so unamused Well, the ladies say Mona’s gonna run with Fiona And honey that’s alright with me Well, Kinsey called you maybe a two or a six He caught you flirtin’ with a bundle of sticks Well, the ladies say Mona’s gonna run with Fiona But honey I disagree We both appreciate the dimples of venus But honey I think all you need is a… great big old(e) Heart to remind you that love is gonna find you again You know I’ve grown so fond of having you here Our situation is decidedly queer, well, the ladies say Mona used to run with Fiona But now she’s running with me
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She Called Him Jim 04:18
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He called her Jo-Jo It was short for JoAnna, and they were living her fantasy life Jo-Jo pushed papers with a bun in the oven And he spent his days pulling line At times their belts tightened, but she never was frightened, despite her love’s worrisome mind He said “Jo-Jo can’t you see, we’re down on our knees?” She said “Who said that true love is blind?” Because… Oh we’re on our way up To look down and watch the world spin This is your life, so come waltz with your wife She called him Jim back then The children grew older, a daughter and a soldier, so they moved out west to retire But the doctors had told her and she said on his shoulder “James darlin’ I might be dying.” But… Oh we’re on our way up To look down and watch the world spin This is your life, so come waltz with your wife She called him Jim back then Well, James never was too religious a man But the lord lets him see her again… And he remembers when… Oh we’re on our way up To look down and watch the world spin This is your life, so come waltz with your wife She called him Jim back then She called him Jim back then She called him Jim back then
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Jacks, Spades, and Ladies 03:46
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I’ve got rust on my buttons, I’ve always been a glutton for a new campaign I’ve got holes in my pockets, it’s how I lost the locket from my sweet Lorainne, yeah… Brown hair, down to her hips, her service is equipped for a service man Night queen, sheets are clean and ready, she said she’ll try to help me any way she can When they come to shoot me down, she’s the only one who’ll save me A Jack’s a Jack and a Spade’s a Spade, but a Whore’s always a Lady Shots fired, I should be retired but I’m wondering about a woman and she’s waiting in the homeland Got my hands above the covers, she loves me but she’s never seen me kill a man A letter’s always better with a gun in my hand… A letter’s always better with a gun in my hand… So, When they come to shoot me down, she’s the only one who’ll save me A Jack’s a Jack and a Spade’s a Spade, but a Whore’s always a Lady Dear Lorainne, I love you but you don’t know who I am. I’ve spent the night with many men who just don’t give a damn Your lover came to me that day with nothing but a prayer A pistol and a postcard and his dying breathe of air So, When they come to shoot me down, she’s the only one who’ll save me A Jack’s a Jack and a Spade’s a Spade, but a Whore’s always a Lady A whore’s always a lady
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Sometimes 03:46
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Lately it seems I’ve been, maybe, just a little out of touch A love is nice, but it costs too much Damn the circumstances We all take chances Sometimes Again it seems my mind knows not when, how, or where we’re in this mess You trust your head, but you’re under heart’s duress Damn the circumstances We all take chances Sometimes Some say they’ll surely be remembering your name Some still play for money, but it’s mostly just a game Sometimes it sits in the plain of your palm Put on your coat, you’re out the door before dawn Maybe it’s the weather or the way that young hearts beat Shaken, stirred or on the rocks but never neat Damn the circumstances We all take chances Sometimes Our dreams aren’t just ashes snubbed out in the glasses that we pour our hearts into Sometimes
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Live and Let Me Love You From Here 04:50
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After all the plans unravel, unfold and are told to travel I still hear a rebel rabble ringing in my ears When all the things we’d tethered to separate and come unglued While all the while we stayed true, respecting our own ways So do what we’ll do say what we’ll say But I still see your ember in the dark from miles away So live and let live, what I wouldn’t give If you’d live and let me love you from here With the utmost pure discretion Plans have changed and turned directions Held together pulled apart by my dear love for you And subtle times when I am reading, you’re aloft and dreaming wondering How we drift apart while leaning in such similar ways So do what we’ll do say what we’ll say But I still see your ember in the dark from miles away So live and let live, what I wouldn’t give If you’d live and let me love you from here So do what we’ll do say what we’ll say But I still see your ember in the dark from miles away So live and let live, what I wouldn’t give If you’d live and let me love you from here
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USS Casimir 04:20
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Word’s gone down the line that you’ve received a new promotion New beginning, world’s still spinning, stuck in locomotion One could wax poetic for your sentimental notion But there’s no beds for bubbleheads, just cots beneath the ocean Sun still shines through blinds affixed and mixed by painted window boxes Ships are sailing, water’s flailing, waves they crash against the rocks I am not the kind you’ll find patient, waiting by the docks ‘Cuz I don’t understand the hands and gears that turn in ticking clocks How can you say you think I should stay when I know that you’re leaving? How can you say “I love you I’m leaving”? They say new tides bring ships to rise, the lines that tie them break and bend Course assigned and stars aligned, coming up for oxygen I find it hard to disregard the troubles bought with my own pen It’s not just love left unrefined. All in all I miss my friend. How can you say you think I should stay when I know that you’re leaving? How can you say “I love you I’m leaving”? How can you say you think I should stay when I know that you’re leaving? How can you say “I love you, I’m leaving”? How can you say “I love you, I’m leaving”? How can you say “I love you I’m leaving”?
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Pale and Blue 03:28
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Up in the air there’s a dining room chair with wicker wrapped around the bottom And the iron spirals up like the sirens that called me away There’s a kitchen stove that my mother wove a child without the help of a man I hear the breaking of plates on the interstates to the stars Calling all you cosmonauts, please pick up the phone Shoot the moon and stars to shreds, your mother’s all alone Somewhere between the vacuum and the places you may roam Pale and Blue, this is home Well I went to the edge and took a big sledge-hammer to the universe I couldn’t carry the weight, I got married, stuck it in her purse Well the air seems cleaner, she’s got a demeanor that cuts through the smog and the haze Every time I go back, well, she brings me to the present day Calling all you cosmonauts, please pick up the phone Shoot the moon and stars to shreds, your mother’s all alone Somewhere between the vacuum and the places you may roam Pale and Blue, this is home Traveling back, made a call to my mother just to tell her I was on my way Well I hit a wormhole in the bottom of my soul and got there 20 years too late I try to remember the day in December, the last time that I saw her face A bright light and a winter and a crash, bang, whimper, we’re gone Calling all you cosmonauts, please pick up the phone Shoot the moon and stars to shreds, your mother’s all alone Somewhere between the vacuum and the places you may roam Pale and Blue, this is home Pale and Blue, this is home

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released November 2, 2016

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