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Trimming the Verge

by Bill The Pony

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The Blade 04:16
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It begun the orange sun an orange  Mellon  drying up the morning dew We were all there and not caring. raring to tear up those ruling fools The disaster,  that came after.  The laughter. And after everything we had to do That day was the blade the blade god made to split my Mellon life in two  Daisy was a gorgeous sort of crazy straw blond hair wore it like a broom  everything with her was maybe all extra gravy baby the whole wild world melting in her spoon  We drove off I9 in Yerses billboards with bible verses sweet corn ripe to burstin postcard perfect land We kept touch with waki talkies 100 miles up to milwaukee where we stole a panel van  Daisy was a gorgeous sort of crazy she loved me and she loved Hank Got one year of  chem at Kaiser 100 lbs of round down fertilizer  blow a wall right off a bank  Every pictures every picture till you paint it  every kids a king until he’s five  John Gordon went to war and  came  home and polished floors  and never needed nothing more than getting home alive. Daisy was a gorgeous sort of crazy. She’d Suck my toes she’d bite my back  In her mouth a set of pliers when she crawled off to rig the wires so theyd be triggered by a tire. She did not survive the blast.  Every pictures every picture till you paint it. We’re all kings until we’re five  John Gordon went to war came home polished floors  if he’d gone home that night  like normal that boy’d still be alive 
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His Mouth so Red 04:55
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(I) Hand written invitation.  Sorta soon to change your name.  God your good with colored pencils. You dot your Is with flames  I.1 First thing I called up Cathy. Course Cathy called up Kate Knew she’d be there with Wendy. Was sure they’d show up late  (I) He’s proud he’s got no phone now, so I walked the mile to Karl’s. We all piled laughing into the tiny rental car.  (II) Good morning Norfolk Ferry. They let   You drive straight on board. Had to Hit em up by name to pay fucking fifteen dollar toll.    (II) The air out there’s  So salty. You opened the front door. Your face erased 11 years. Your voice 11 more. (II) Red wine and Roses.  Her lips pink and wet. Wedding toasts. The evening ocean swallowing the fat red sun down dead.   (II) Pretty sure you still love me. Know for sure you did. Jesus wrapped in barb wire. No one else makes art like that.   (I) Flashes. Hey Flashes. Pictures. a name on every steak. Course I had to meet her. Wish to god her smile was fake.  1.1 You danced with everyone you danced with.  It all felt meant to be. You kissed her on her young pink mouth. Same way that you kissed me.  (II) Red wine and Roses. Where  all that water went.  Wedding toasts. The evening ocean. Then you took her off to bed. (Walk up to)  1.1 Jesus you made his eyes so sad. You made his mouth so red. You dance girl every time you dance.  I don’t dance like that.  (I) Took off anything I’d have to dry clean. Let the surf roll over me. Even That far south the ocean’s cold. Felt cold but meant to me.  (II)  I know for sure you loved me. Stars are smiling teeth. You really ought to finish Calvary. Then give that piece to me.   July 2020 I: E  WEb  F#m  1.1 A. G#m F#m B7   II: walk up from B7 to C#m, G#m, F#m B7 WEb: 0 2 1 1 0 0 
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The Hill of 3 Oaks 03:34
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The storms almost here The flowers are gone  There’s no good way to end a parade Swirling fog near the ground  Like a fallen night gown  Its pretty how your face has  changed  Leaves live  short  lives The ground must seem warm A branch  a cold place to be How do they know  Its time to let go  When I know will you let go of me? We watch Boy scouts in brown Taking  tents down Tents that men then take away  There’s room in your pocket For both of ours hands We stand and we wait for the rain  Chorus  The lights along the drive One by one come alive We say things we don’t need to say  There’s fog or there’s smoke  Round the hill of three oaks  They shadow an auction of slaves Chorus Boys with their bugles And young men with guns Statues that no one wants made  A Snapping  flag flies  against the bruised sky There’s no good way to end a parade 
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I Hate the West 04:28
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black birds like words on a phone line Like a gunshot they flew off at once I started crying. Been doing that sometimes I was surprised to find out where I was  Ordinary starts having  too much meaning If I go In that hole   I’ll be done  You were there a hovering ceiling  Then it all       burst blackbirds  burst  blackbirds  burst blackbirds      burst blackbirds  burst blackbirds   burst blackbirds  (6 times, slight pause)  From a gun  Why does everything wrong taste like honey  Why do people sound  so much like sand  Why am I  tired except when I’m running  Why was it so cold so cold so cold   holding your hand      I hate the west  and rest that impress me  Crumbling stone bone blazing sun  I looked down on what’s left of Cody  Town ended up  just like everything that I’ve loved  Some one’s under my foot I crush em Later wonder why who it was  I was sure before you went you would phone me You only (slight pause)  phoned your favorite one  I’ve been living cheap and living ugly The cracks widen when I’m with that guy  Who’s left? Who mailed me the money? (slight pause) Ate the biggest piece of meat  I could buy For a day I thought it was over That one day I thought it was mine  For a day I thought it was over  Now it’s starting up starting up  one more time. Why does everything wrong taste like honey Why  do people sound so much like sand  Why am I tired except when I’m running  At the end  at the end at the end why’d you phone him  Like words black birds on a black line Like a gunshot they flew off at once I looked down on what’s left of Cody Town ended up just  like everything that  I love  The wrong things all taste like honey   Who’s left? Who mailed all that money ? There’s no sky no ceiling above me  It all burst blackbirds  burst  blackbirds  burst blackbirds         Burst blackbirds  burst blackbirds  burst blackbirds ( 7 times) from a gun          Burst blackbirds burst blackbirds burst blackbirds           Burst blackbirds burst blackbirds  (4 times) From a gun …. From a gun
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Game 01:41
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Aberdeen 03:16
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The  oceans too clean off Aberdeen  To soak in salt without regret Waves have cut caves out of the cliff.  The surf heartbeats outside my chest  My Eyes hide my dream of leaving   Old   friend you gave in to it  At times  I remember   the pleasure of breathing  At times I forget  The sand here could not have been painted  I’d add clouds if this were my sky  A flag and a rag feel  the same in the wind.  How did It feel at the end friend flying?  Sand spread as thin as everything said   heart beat heart beat again  Each wave it’s the same I’m amazed Each  wave  it’s the same   I forget  Music break The weak sun remembers where winter went  Heart beat heart beat again At times I remember the pleasure At times I forget 
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Stone Faces 06:58
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Shes  An arm’s length off  Still  seems  far   Easter Island, where the  faces are  (on the record. They see me. I have to look away)  Stone faces waiting for their day  Colors bend seen through wine blue lichen on the Douglas pines We're waiting for the moon, I'm thinking bout her hair a soft grey glow where sunset should be life's less moment than in between  it separates before you feel it tear Before you feel it tear chorus: I’m not drunk, not done in. I’m just off balance .  the world the world the world Is spinning away easter island  no stone at all Those statues came from a thousand miles off log boats stone faces float  above the waves  The dark pine wall holds back time I’m half warm her back gains mine Red orange fire.  red orange flame how much  of what's left is me? My home ground is gone, my farmers feet worn down eyes, so much seems the same  branches bend, they can’t hold the wind  don't know what's done  or what's just changing Could she be real? There's just no way chorus: Im Stretched thin. Im not done in. I’m holding.  The world the world the world  is spinning away. Em Emmaj7. Em7. 7968 (7 on A). (Maybe min 6) not drunk, not done in I'm just off balance.   the world   is spinning away Am7. B7. Em. Em9.  
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Perry 03:40
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Lately I been wishing I was young enough to fly Playing soccer, barefeat burning on a blacktop in July And lately all I sing are these crossed out crumpled lines It’s like in all my dads songs I look around and all I see is time And the last time I saw you  you were drunk and couldn’t sing You told me that you’d found something To make the song play backwards Oh backwards, backwards, b-b-b-backwards, etc And if you’d died back when my arms still bled I’d have gone back and picked apart those letters that you sent You told me you were frightened of all the time you’d spent You asked me if I saw it all around me - heaven All around me, heaven all around me Oh all around me, all around me Heaven, heaven, heaven
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Front Door's Different 04:32
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From this Bent bridge the brook  looks cool  Floating sticks eyelashes  It’s a long ways back to livin Fallen wood is what this is. A fifth of grandad’s almost free  (waIt for chord change) I’ll be sick before I’m tight. It’s hard to look at a bent down tree (Pause) You say it’s hard these days to look at me It hurts  how much this day needs night   Who rings the same bell every hour Who dreams of  some day doing that  This  day’s as dry as a pounded flower Yet every grackle’s back is  wet  I hate it when the park is crowded I hate it when the park is bare I can tell from here that you are home The front door’s different when you’re there.  It’s a long ways back to livin  How long’s the sun been white The water from  these bent down  trees Burned out by this bent light  I would call  But I know you’d  answer Stop by  But I know your eyes Tell you you’re all that there will ever be You’d say it’s hard to see a bent down tree It’s hard these days to look at me It  hurts   how much this day needs night     Who rings the same bell every hour What kid dreams of  that  The day’s as dry as a pounded flower Why’s that grackle wet  I hate it when the park is crowded I hate it when the park is bare I can tell from here that you are home The front door’s different when you’re there.  this fallen branch is one of many  How long’s the sun been white The water from  these bent down  trees Burned out by this bent light  I’d call but  I know you’d answer  Drop by but  I know your eyes  Tell you you’re all that there will  ever be  You’ll say its hard to see a  bent down tree  It Hurts.  How much this day needs night 

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This third Bill the Pony record is a collaboration between Lukas and Sean Keel, Nora Predey, Ben Montano, Michael Bull, and Michelle Moore

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released August 24, 2021

recorded and mixed by Lukas Keel and Ben Montano

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Sean Keel. He writes lyric dense folk/country (and sometimes jazz) music both solo, and in collaboration with his family and friends band, Bill The Pony.

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