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Definitely Not Joan of Arc’s Blues

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I’m so tired, I’ve got a calendar it hangs me from my neck. I’m built to last - I’m perforated along every edge. I wanted you to be my Joan of Arc. I’d be the burning cross. We could burn down the whole town tonight, they’d still never write a book about us. You were a funeral, I bit my tongue as they recited Robert Frost. It was a party when you left; you came back drunk I came back lost. New Paltz can keep hid the graveyard where we almost slept, and the motel 87 where we did - I payed the bill you payed the bed. Now I don’t know what any of this really means, as I count the ghost bikes on Merrick road as the cops all reconvene. Oh what I’d pay for some confidence in a re-election sign. Oh what I’d pay for some confidence in my ability to drive home tonight. This motorcade will leave us both counting the shots alone in bed, and weighing all the dudes behind the curtains tugging on the threads. Here’s to every death squad and their ability to sleep. This one’s for the phone call - and I guess - the army that you couldn’t keep - and your sad, sad little defeat.

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from Greatest Hits, released October 19, 2014

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