Special Hours

Walt Sample

Come on in Steve 

I made us a pitcher of sweet iced tea 

Great to see you 

It’s nice to have someone to talk to

Sunday visits special hours 

Nicer than ATD flowers 

Like spoken love letters   

Mother’s true treasures

How is your job 

Does baby Sara still have that cough 

How ‘bout Peter

Is he gettin’ along with his teacher 

Sunday visits special hours 

Nicer than ATD flowers 

Like spoken love letters   

Mother’s true treasures

You look skinny 

Are you getting good meals from Cindy 

I’m sorry Steve

I talk too much when you visit me 

Sunday visits special hours 

Nicer than ATD flowers 

Like spoken love letters   

Mother’s true treasures

Music

Juhan Liiv

It must be somewhere, the original harmony,

somewhere in great nature, hidden.

Is it in the furious infinite,

in distant stars' orbits,

is it in the sun's scorn,

in a tiny flower, in treegossip,

in heartmusic's mothersong

or in tears?

It must be somewhere, immortality,

somewhere the original harmony must be found:

how else could it infuse 

the human soul,

that music?

Sticks with you.

Take You Home

Scares On 45

I don't know which way the river bends

but I'll follow until the bitter end

across that ocean, bent and broken

just to find you my friend

Sometimes all the wheels can just fall right off

The price is to high to afford the cost

But theirs no need to feel like all is lost

I'll take you home

Right through the storm to your front door

You're not alone you will never have to fear cause

I will always be right here with you (you, you)

I will always be right here with you

You can try

To erase me from the troubled mind

but I won't leave, I'll be right by your side

every time you try to say goodbye to me

Sometimes all the wheels can just fall right off

Sometimes everything you've got is not enough

but theirs no need to feel like all is lost

I'll take you home

Right through the storm to your front door

You're not alone you will never have to fear cause

I will always be right here with you (you, you)

I will always be right here with you

Sometimes all the wheels can just fall right off

its hard to get it going when the going gets tough

But theirs no need to feel like all is lost

I'll take you home

Right through the storm to your front door

I'll take you home

Right through the storm to your front door

You're not alone you will never have to fear cause

I will always be right here with you (you, you)

I will always be right here with you (you, you)

I will always be right here with you

https://youtu.be/mR0hB1fscBY

Fear

Walt Sample

Midnight moonlight

Painting shadows

Black and white

Spooky lassos

Nooses of fear

Brittle leaves dance

To nasal breezes

Whispering chants

Sinful teases

Verses of fear

Pine bark fingers

Scratch and poke

Itching lingers

Oozing strokes

Digits of fear

Stomach churning

Sulfurous stench

Bouquet worming

Without consent

Essence of fear

Just discovered John Moreland.

Organic tear-filled emotion in every word.

Blacklist

John Moreland

I started up the engine and headed for the place we met

I prayed to sister Juliette, smoked three packs of cigarettes

I'm still trying to figure out forgiveness

And keep track of all of my sins

Just tell me you don't love me, and I promise I won't

Darken your doorstep again

This sure ain't how I thought that it would feel to finally have made it

I've arrived alive in Danbury, God damn it's overrated

They put us back on the blacklist

Well we never learned why we needed saved

We took a ride trying to hide from the god

Of early marriages and empty graves

Last night, New York City was heaven, now I'm feeling low

And how many stones did we roll, hoping hell would explode

We read all the right books, we sang songs we misunderstood

And with or without any reason, we did rebellion what justice we could

So I'm trying not to think about home, and all that I miss

I swallowed my pride, and I cried, cause we didn't exist

You said it's now or never, well I never stop feeling that way

We get turned around, our spirits break down, we just lie and say we're ok

Well the older I get, truth gets harder to find

And famous false prophets get by off of robbing good men blind

Maybe I don't have it in me, maybe it doesn't have me in it

And if I don't fly, that's fine, just let me find the place where I fit

https://youtu.be/LEoHAvZlLYE

This is an vividly unusual song that really sticks with you.

Margaret Downe 

Aidan Knight

Margaret in the morning

Sleeping on her side

Tossing men like nickels into

The ever rising tide

I heard she was a dentist

Before she fell in love

Freezing leaden smiles

Just to give them up

Margaret at the office

Margaret at eighteen

She said "Sit right down a minute"

She said "Let me clean your teeth"

So we settled down in Bozeman

In the corner of the world

We raised a couple children

But we lost a little girl

Heartbreak in Montana

We slowly grew apart

A grocery clerk in Moncton

As she was dancing in the bar

You rushed him to the courtroom

Before the bed was cold

And defrosted out my windshield

When you smiled and let me know

The many cavities pulling

At our marriages tender mouth

And at the root of all the problems

Was a man across the canal

Margaret left the practice

Late in '86

I left behind the midwest

And forgot we ever kissed

I knew she changed her number

But couldn't shake the cough

The doctor gave her six weeks

Which only made her shrug it off

Resting in her fifth week

I brought her buttercups

There was too much to say between us

And I'd only fuck it up

So, I stared up at the ceiling

And I held her little hands

And you knew that I forgave you

For making other plans

Margaret in the morning

Sleeping on her side

Strolls into the waves

Of an ever rising tide

https://youtu.be/syi0CSAAg0Y

Wynken, Blinken and Nod 

Eugene Field 

Wynken, Blynken, and Nod one night

     Sailed off in a wooden shoe,-

Sailed on a river of crystal light

     Into a sea of dew.

"Where are you going, and what do you wish?"

     The old moon asked the three.

"We have come to fish for the herring-fish

     That live in this beautiful sea;

     Nets of silver and gold have we,”

               Said Wynken,

               Blynken,

               And Nod.

The old moon laughed and sang a song,

     As they rocked in the wooden shoe;

And the wind that sped them all night long

     Ruffled the waves of dew;

The little stars were the herring-fish

     That lived in the beautiful sea.

"Now cast your nets wherever you wish,-

     Never afraid are we!"

     So cried the stars to the fishermen three,

               Wynken,

               Blynken,

               And Nod.

All night long their nets they threw

     To the stars in the twinkling foam,-

Then down from the skies came the wooden shoe,

     Bringing the fishermen home:

'Twas all so pretty a sail, it seemed

     As if it could not be;

And some folk thought 'twas a dream they'd dreamed

     Of sailing that beautiful sea;

     But I shall name you the fishermen three:

               Wynken,

               Blynken,

               And Nod.

Wynken and Blynken are two little eyes,

     And Nod is a little head,

And the wooden shoe that sailed the skies

     Is a wee one's trundle-bed;

So shut your eyes while Mother sings

     Of wonderful sights that be,

And you shall see the beautiful things

     As you rock in the misty sea

     Where the old shoe rocked the fishermen three:-

               Wynken,

               Blynken,

               And Nod.