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New Age Dust Bowl

from Finding My Way Home by Sloth Hands

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Well the sun is coming through the window
And it's barely blocking out
That devil on the screen who's telling us
Who we gotta be
I guess we should be thankful
For some things we'll never see
Just fade to black
Roll the credits
Don't bother yourself with this

During free time I am at work
When I'm dreaming I am working
Cause wherever I am, guitar in hand
That's when I'm on the clock
When the landlords come around
We'll make sure no one ever knows
About that secret on four legs we share
Ain't she our best friend

The farmer's pulling crops one day and
He's getting ready to sell
But the general's here to low ball you
Back into the ground
Don't worry it's just a puff of smoke
It'll get you to the market
And right on through the gates of hell
To get you what you need

Images flicker overhead
It's a mighty fine evening
To start cracking your crustacean skin
And smile at yourself
Well I know the local newsboy and he
Stutters all the time
It's you and me and the devil on the screen
Looking for a normal life

There's a family there across the grass
I can see their house from here
There's a man with a truck and sawdust hands
He's building something up
The next few weeks I drive on by and
Underneath that tree
Is a picnic bench and a pile of dust
And a couple silhouettes

Now all my friends do what they can
They work with what they got
Cause at the end of the day gray hair is here
Reaping what we sow
The Dust Bowl hero comes to work
He wants to till more soil
But the young folk stay like prairie grassroots
Dancing in the rain

So don't let 'em tell you to be thankful
For their history
Cause everything they got was taken
As spoils from someone's death
So let's make our art and plant our feet
Firmly in the ground
And make the best of getting by
Turn pain into community
And shove this life back in their face
And we'll shove it and

We'll wait for the dust bowl to just blow over
Cause it ain't so simple living simple anymore

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from Finding My Way Home, released November 5, 2016

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