Get Across from LIVE. by Larry Hirshberg

The words were invisible
His face on the move
The rain on the window ran
Bent the scene into the blue.
Later on, stars emerge
Way up, past the fence,
Probably, a coyote then,
Makes a list, talks some sense.

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When you're sure everything's lost
When you get that call from the boss
You're paralyzed by the cost
There's always another way to get across

In a closet, in the dark
Six strings, wood and dust
In the driveway, tires roll
Into the trash then, goes her trust.
Later on, a bus goes by.
It's 1986.
How did I get here from there?
Diesel fumes, art house flicks.

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Stories are like a trail
Memories, a rush of blood.
Look ahead, find the bridge,
Sing your song up above the flood.

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• Experimental
• Folk Rock
• Psychedelic Folk
• Rock
• Singer-Songwriter
• Missoula