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Those Blackbirds

from Disappear by J Wagner

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It’s planting season when the black birds are back
Hovering over hills and that tall green grass
Momma grew tired of always growing corn
She would curse at the field but we would always grow more

Those hills where sang are now think with oak
The swing is still there but the birds took the rope
We would laugh all night beneath the rash of stars
And wake in the morning at the back of the barn

Under that wet grey sky where we worked the fields
We threw our hands in the harvest till our hearts got healed
We made all those song ring like sacred hymns
That could cut through the cold like a wild whippin wind

The grass was a green as the graves of Saints
Down at the bend in the river at Carol Ann’s little place
And all of summer we just wondered around and roamed
And now that dust has turned to mud and that muds turned to stone

Under that wet grey sky where we worked the fields
We threw our hands in the harvest till our hearts got healed
We made all those song ring like sacred hymns
That could cut through the cold like a wild whippin wind

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from Disappear, released January 1, 2011
Written by J Wagner, Upright Bass Andrew Pressman, Back up vocals Thais and Wilson, Katie Holmes Violin, Wilson Marks Electric Guitar, Tim Maher Drums,

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