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Kari Bushman

The Big Parade, 10,000 Maniacs

Detroit to D.C. night train, Capitol, parts East.
Lone young man takes a seat.
And by the rhythm of the rails,
Reading all his mother’s mail from a city boy in a jungle town
postmarked Saigon.
He’ll go live his mother’s dream, join the slowest parade he’ll ever see.
Her weight of sorrows carried long and carried far.
“Take these, Tommy, to The Wall.”

Metro line to the Mall site with a tour of Japanese.
He’s wandering and lost until a vet in worn fatigues takes him down to where they belong.
Near a soldier, an ex-Marine with a tattooed dagger and eagle trembling,
He bites his lip beside a widow breaking down.
She takes her Purple Heart, makes a fist, strikes The Wall.
All come to live a dream, to join the slowest parade they’ll ever see.
Their weight of sorrows carried long and…

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Oblivion by Bastille

Your New Twin-Sized Bed, Death Cab For Cutie

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Tear In Your Hand, Tori Amos

I and Love and You, The Avett Brothers

Let go, Ryan Adams

Pink as a rose the sun is fading
Can you feel the darkness that surrounds the house
Plain as the truth my breath is bated
It pinches like a trap shut around the mouse

Let down the rope ’cause we fell in
Let down the rope
Hanging round the wishing well
It’s a slippery slope
And I let go, let go, let go, let go

of it.

Driving at night beside the river
Looking at it’s going nowhere
Dark as a room with the light shut out
I’m feeling round the walls for another way out

Let down the rope ’cause we fell in
Let down the rope
Hanging round the wishing well
It’s a slippery slope
And I let go, let go, let go, let go

Cross your fingers behind your back
And lie to me
Tell me it’s okay and you’ll fix everything
‘Cause I let go

Pink as a rose the sunsets fading
Shattering the light on the oceanside
Standing alone, I am not waiting
Maybe I’m asleep, my heart is paralyzed

Down the rope ’cause we fell in
Let down the rope
Hanging round the wishing well
It’s a slippery slope
And I let go, let go, let go, let go

of it.