1. You are like Charles
Lindbergh to me
I first saw you in the Summer while
my eyes were closed
Your skin was so fair your mother
might have married snow
There are things you think in
passing, there are things you know
And I was growing old before you
came. It’s no longer so
Where our hearts don’t slow
down for anything
And there are no traffic lights,
red or green
I’m like all the air that
sits on the sea
You are Like Charles Lindbergh to
me
To me
There are things we found this
Summer, there are things we stole
Your eyes are so black your father
might have married coal
You are from above a mountain and
you swung down low
I imagine, sometimes I’m
flying. Other times, I know.
Where our hearts don’t slow
down for anything
And there are no traffic lights,
red or green
I’m like all the air that
sits on the sea
You are Like Charles Lindbergh to
me
To me
2. Monday turns to Monday night
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3. Back roads under a giant
sky | Words
by Paul and Caitlin
You recall the road is narrow,
darling
Always ours to steal or borrow,
darling
Memories and dreams we need, and
half-believe belong
You recall the road is narrow,
darling
Under a giant sky of stars, the
world is spinning
Under a giant sky of stars, the
world is spinning
On these roads, oh yeah, the back
roads, darling
Always ours to steal or borrow,
darling
Memories and dreams we need, and
half-believe belong
On these roads, oh yeah, the back
roads, darling
Under a giant sky of stars, the
world is spinning
Under a giant sky of stars, the
world is spinning
4. Alex runs the world
Alex, where has your flock
Your flock gone?
It’s raining. You should not
walk
Not walk long
Lost, lost for later years
Lost, lost for later years
I run the whole world by myself
I run the whole world by myself
(Listen to the child talk.
She’s been at play
too long.) My dear, it seems that
way, but
No mama, I run the whole world
my own way
I made the streets and the
skylines far and near
And left them lost, lost for
later years.
Alex, has your fair flock
Broken ranks?
Hold them when the rain cloud
Rain cloud breaks
And keep away from
Stormy banks
I made a map
Of the woods and disappeared
Lost, lost for later years
I, Alex, run the whole world by
myself
I, Alex, run the whole world by
myself
5. Name etched in home-room
chair
The out of doors
Heading into bright black days
And on these shores
We might as well be runaways
The wind blew seeds
The sky of the old South blows
Our dear memories
To where we’re still too
scared to go
It’s like that with
everything you do
Everything is just a little less like
itself with you
We may grow close
In the treehouse watching stars
We may grow thoughts,
Staring eyes, and heavy hearts
You may not care
But you were the name etched in
My home room chair
Now the windows can’t show
rain
It’s like that with everything
you do
Everything is just a little less
like itself with you
6. The girl from
Mind the sorrow
And carry the pain
I’d slip through the saddest
of dreams
If it were that tomorrow
The sun rose again
On my girl from
I took a dark,
Slow road to
And the way I feel,
I’m gonna miss you
So much, my darling
I won’t believe it’s
real
Then again
I’m a sensitive kid
And given to confusion
Maybe the things you did
You didn’t really do them
And I guess
It’s a symptom of love
To reach the long conclusion
Mind the sorrow
And carry the pain
I’d slip through the saddest
of dreams
If it were that tomorrow
The sun rose again
On my girl from
I took a dark,
Slow road to
And the way I feel
I’m gonna miss you
So much, my darling
I won’t believe it’s
real
Then again
I’m a sensitive kid
And given to confusion
Maybe the things you did
You didn’t really do them
And I guess
It’s a symptom of love
To reach the long conclusion
Hey, bring
My girl from
Hey, bring
My girl from
7. Swing low, constellation
Fall is over, the leaves are gone,
fall is over, the leaves are gone
Someone made your trundle bed and
combed your hair
By the losing light of evening on
everywhere
Air so thin no one could cry
Swing low, constellation of my
cares!
Air so humid, the river ran dry
I grew up while no one was there
I found some seeds in my garden,
my love threw off to someone else
All this time I never even noticed
them. Oh, I watered them myself
Fall is over, the leaves are gone,
and I can see too well
In a future gone away
With the proof of empty days
In an unbelievably discreet old
age
In a who-knows-how-old place
Air so thin, no one could cry
Air so humid, the river ran dry
8. Once the ocean built a ship
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9. Chalk marks on the ground
When her family went to the beach
She saw the ocean bite the sand
Watching the river up from the
street
She saw the rower’s broken
hand
And the other kids, the other kids
Were scared of her and ran
They were real kids, and the real
kids
Rarely understand
A heart is dead. Chalk marks are
on the ground, on the ground
When they rolled away the stone to
the tomb, nobody was found
And when her friends went out
drinking
In the watercolor world
She stayed away for fear of
herself
And went out in the snowy woods
They were older kids, and the
older kids
Are that way for good
And she rarely talked, so the
older kids
Rarely understood
When they rolled away the stone to
the tomb, nobody was found
She wrote songs while the other
kids
Were still only passing notes
Sing to remember, sing to forget,
My god, you’ve got a
golden throat!
It was written for
And underneath
Starry country skies
It was written by
A girl with
Starry country eyes
What is the sense in love?
What is the sense in love?
None that I know of
10. Summer days at home
Under the trees
And on fallen leaves
With wide diary and eyelids
Railways, you walk
Some rail cars you hop
And like coal or salt
Be quiet
Out of the house
And into the town
You should find someone else
To talk to
Cause I’ll be gone
Cause the highway’s long
I could die of the things you
don’t do
On some days in grade school
On some Summer days at home
I’d walk down the grass road
To your hollow all alone
Wives run away
Let me do the same
Lest hope gather weeds, grow
lonely
And like the street watchman
I won’t sleep
For I dream about you only
On some days in grade school
On some Summer days at home
I’d walk down the grass road
To your hollow all alone
Sometimes in the morning
I’d fall asleep outside your
door
Mercy! I’m so sorry
you’re not my favorite place no more
On some days in grade school
On some Summer days at home
I’d walk down the grass road
To your hollow all alone
11. Dreams I can’t
control
Sunday on the hill, there was such
blue sky
Where two brilliant clouds, like
lovers, did fly
The sun shone through like your
comforting stare
With my eyes shut tight, I can
dream you’re there
I have known your name
Since junior high school
Bet I’m not the first
That you made a fool
You are all the boy
That is possible
Why can’t I have you?
Why can’t I have you?
If there is heaven
To hold our lives
Where the lord shows men
Who should have been their wives
And the dead children
Rise lovely and fair
Maybe at least then
I’ll be with you there
Now I’m teaching shop
At our old école
You are in my dreams
I can not control
You are all the boy
That is possible
Why can’t I have you?
Why can’t I have you?
12. A bright patch near the
wall | Words
by Caitlin
Would you mind telling me
Why you’re still hanging
around?
You’re just a sunbeam
That my long fingers found
If I’m a meadow
You’re a crow that’s
learning to fly
If I’m an ocean
You’re a fish that swims in
the sky
Windows and wooden floors
And walls that sing with the wind
If you’d stop dancing
You’d see the mess that
we’re in
13. If this were past
When I found you, you had lain to
rest
When I found you, you’d been
laid low
With a Chicago snow on your chest
And a face later years won’t
know
Later years will not know
I’d free your orphanage
I’d kiss all your bruises
I’d do this for you but your
mouth can’t ask
I’d cure your allergies
And buy you libraries
I’d do this for you if this
were the past
Out in Evergreen is where
you’ve gone
And you left my whole life pretend
I have wished away all of the
stars
To bring you back to Earth, my
friend
To bring you back, my friend
I’d free your orphanage
I’d kiss all your bruises
I’d do this for you
But your mouth can’t ask
I’d cure your allergies
And buy you libraries
I’d do this for you if this
were the past
14. Alsace-Lorraine
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15. Though I’ve never
seen you | Words
by Caitlin
In the forest
You’re hiding behind the
tree
We’re running
Over streams and fallen leaves and
You can’t catch me
Do you think I’m ugly?
No, I think you’re beautiful
Now the sky is getting dark
Perhaps you could hold my hand
Tell me your name, I say, but keep
it a secret
You know I love you, even though
I’ve never seen you
I will break your heart
Stay with me
You’ll be warm
Tell me your name, I say, but keep
it a secret
You know I love you, even though
I’ve never seen you
Tell me your name, I say, but keep
it a secret
You know I love you, even though
I’ve never seen you
16. The Labour Day parade
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