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Texaco Story

oil and blood mix inside the cuts on my wrist,
old johns' pulling round another scrap car to fix,
his lonely station sits, but gets no traffic,
between lomesa n odessa
in the country,
in the drought,
and buffalo clovers push thru the interstate

yesterday a woman came into the store
a blue dress of vanity,
yuppy,
yankee
as she wandered the store,
I wondered all the possibilities that the cuts on her lips could be for,
as she fumbled with her cash she asked how far up the road

I said "thinkin it'll be a long drive, probably take you all night,

it’d been a bad morning,
woke up, wanted to give up,
my mind lost from the night before,
that moment I didn’t care if the house was at peace or the country at war, don’t know why
I needed to speak with her,
when nobody was looking
I punched a hole in the tire,
I threw the closed sign,
said I'm late for my break, asked her to join,
mimicked her surprise that the car was broke down n joked
'where else you goin?',
beer sweats out here, under a texas sun,
under the shade I asked her where she’s coming from,
i supposed east, at least the car was facing west,
she asked me which way was best

I said
thinkin it'll be a long drive, probably take you all night
thinkin it’ll be a long drive, probably take you all night

she said there was no plan
except to leave the man,
I said 'sometimes just like you
I think of releasing my hands,
letting go of everyone and everything'
her car filled to the roof, aloof and worn thru,
she asked about blow,
i felt dumb cuz i didn't know,
the night's sand is cold,
headlights cut the horizon like a knife,
in a small town bar we sat out on a picnic table,
and i grind my teeth as i heard her speak
the violence of four walls, the devil cloaked in mystery,
she says 'he became a devil to me',
then she snapped on me and said 'don’t you dare judge me',
i said 'stay close i’ll do you no harm,
i can sit white as a ghost'
hot tears ran down my arm,
she says 'I believe you should leave this town,
but not with me, I'd probably just bring you down
cuz my own happiness I've not yet found'
then she laid on the ground and said
'the way that people lie to themselves,
they think they'll find it in somebody else'

in the country,
in the drought,
and buffalo clovers grow through the interstate,
i say
thinkin it'll be a long drive, probably take u all night,
thinkin it’ll be a long drive, probably take u all night

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from Post Katrina, released August 1, 2014

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Bryce Clifford & Brother Superior Austin, Texas

Melodic indie-rock. Canadian Americana. Hamilton Ontario + Austin Texas. Heavy focus on 'the song'.

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