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Letra de Bell Swamp Connection (The Jordan Lake Sessions Volume 3)

Toward the tail end of the age that's almost finished Where the highway starts to crack and nobody fixes it I was wandering through an undeveloped tract Out by the oceanOne hundred acres, we will build to suit See what there is to see before it's gone Somebody's always just about to put some sort of awful plan in motionEastern red cedars And the pines Suddenly an elevated stone slab In what must have been a clearing onceTry to recognize the signals and the signposts But my curiosity Will likely always get the best of meIt's like that one thing My dad kept trying to tell me As the twilight Inched its way on up his body Get out Get out Get out Get outOf course, I climbed atop the slab and I lay down on it I am a child Had my face toward the sky Lying there with both my eyes closedWoke up after sundown What the hell is wrong with me? Volunteer pines in their hundreds in the dusk Like military tent polesLet my eyes adjust Try to read the markings on the slab Weird alphabets I felt sure I hadn't seen Just before I passed outStars growing brighter And me looking up Like a lobster in a cage Beneath the bottom of a glass boat...And I heard a voice Somewhere out beyond the free fall Like a captive soldier Just trying to warn his brothers Get out Get out Get out Get out