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Condition Woodland​/​Van Buren's Ass

from There's No Place Like Know Where? by Run-On Sunshine

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This is one of three "special edition," bandcamp-only songs added 17 months after I released the rest of the album. You can listen without these songs if you'd like to hear the rock opera as originally released.

I’ll mostly let these lyrics stand on their own, but, it never hurts to say explicitly: Fuck borders and fuck white supremacy.
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Uh oh no, I’ve done it again! Put decision against inertia. One year done, I’m sorry, Garfield! Found a sliver more like Tucson. Old brick homes with desert plantings. Heart says “yes” but what does it know? Seven blocks to 1506. Not much else except for state offices.

Palm-lined park along Woodland what a sight...
Closed all hours, cops arrest here.

Someday will be all overpriced. Bike distance from clubs owned by one. Then street neighbors get pushed aside. Bet they won’t find houses for all.

My island street in choppy west sea. Above Van Buren it’s called Oakland. Day and eve sweet family scene. Late night best ride Grand not 15th.

Fall asleep to freight trains and a scream…
Yet still if warm, window’s open.

Some nights Bunny cat visits me. Or ferals slip to eat and run. Barely socializing besides. Fourteen nights behind soundboard, June.

What chance that I’ll meet a new friend, strolling past seven cemeteries? My condition self-inflicted. Least not stuck in place I started.

Fifteen dared not a future dream.
Years and miles should stop my whining.
Times when only a car has been
place to sleep yet always had the key.

And Dad who’d never turn me away,
though heaping dose of guilt the price.
While those who seek better and migrate
are profiled, jailed, and separated.

I get to live anywhere these states,
though I’ve distant island ancestry.
As clear as face stares from mirror:
I’m a privileged beneficiary.

Must do more than sing about me
when others can’t pursue their dreams.
To sing in someone else’s voice is
a place not mine, now is the time:
Turn it down and see what I can hear.

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from There's No Place Like Know Where?, released June 22, 2017
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Photo: West Monroe Street, Woodland neighborhood, Phoenix, AZ.

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