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Maps for Lost Roads

by The Southern Wild

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1.
Words 03:24
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You're back inland, the constable says So I hung some words on a barbed wire fence. We got the letter, came through Vancouver. Such a long way round for such a little thing. It was signed in court, with a photograph, Said they'll never forget what your father did. Passed it around the usual crowd, Raised a glass to the ghost of him. Sang old songs as we were kicking out, Left it stuck behind the bar with a drawing pin. We have moved to some winter quarters This old place on division street. And we talk about healing and we talk about pain We talk about the little things that keep us sane. These wooden floors and timber walls Carved these stories in themselves. We make our echoes in these shadows And the bottles cycle through the shelves. Fill her up, to the brim Come on son we'll see this through. Fill her up, let nothing else in, No-one knows what we can do. There's a scrap of old cloth on a barbed wire fence. So we wrote some words to make amends.
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Shadowbones 04:07
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14th October 1985, Petersen died, We dug a grave in the last spot by the waterside. You can't pay your way out of it this time. 16 years from Istanbul to Copenhagen, When you're trying to stay low and off the radar, And I remember every bleeding step of the way. These joints are older than they should be. Our time is not what yours has been. It's true we never saw what you could see. But it was always the end you were hiding. Old ghosts and shadow bones Old ghosts and shadow bones Old ghosts and shadow bones Are coming to carry you home We fell hard into the broken hands of strangers, Tumbling down a long beaten path of failures, And somewhere I gave up my fear along the way. These clothes they're not mine, they don't fit me. This life isn't ours but it could have been This face you won't know when you do see. That there's an end to this lie you've been hiding. Old ghosts and shadow bones Old ghosts and shadow bones Old ghosts and shadow bones Old ghosts and shadow bones Old ghosts and shadow bones Old ghosts and shadow bones Are coming to carry you home I believe I believe I believe this too shall pass.
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Northshoremen 03:32
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Catching old tales, before the light goes dim. I saved a life today, with all the things I did Watching old wars play out on the screens, sink at least a couple of beers before the good guys win. I know that old tune, but I couldn't tell you what, what I know is a shorter list than what I forgot. See the spray paint signs behind the parking lot, there stands a man I could have been but I am not. Winter is coming in And I see your shirt is wearing thin These old songs, they don't sound like they did. And there's a message there that was never clearer hid. We are northshoremen This is our brotherhood We are northshoremen The sea is in our blood We are northshoremen And we are not yet done. We're tired of holding on For a best that's yet to come Winter is coming in, And I see your shirt is wearing thin. Catching old tales, before the light goes dim. I saved a life today, with all the things I did We are northshoremen This is our brotherhood We are northshoremen The sea is in our blood We are northshoremen And we are not yet done. We're tired of holding on For a best that's yet to come We are northshoremen, this is our brotherhood. We are northshoremen, the sea is in our blood.
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Building for the Flood 04:16
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There are times it will do no good There are times it will do nothing at all There are times you know you should There are times you know you might just save us all Building for the flood Building for the flood It falls to you some kind of order It falls to you some hidden warden It falls to you to extoll the souls of strangers It falls to you, we are blind to this danger Building for the flood Building for the flood You can let your spirit pass You can lay yourself on some deserving grass You can let it out, let it go, Let it breathe, let it rot, let it feed some future blood Building for the flood Building for the flood
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Denmark Street 04:07
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We shine bright in reflection All of this, a sign of affection Hidden hands, subtle corrections So we shine bright in reflection There's a headline in the paper says it's right. The numbers are screaming out of sight. There is a fire in Denmark street tonight. But I'm ok, I'm ok, I'm doing alright. We shine bright in reflection All of this, a sign of affection Hidden hands, subtle corrections So we shine bright in reflection All of this, all your days All your time, all just a search for grace All of this, all your days All your time, all just a search for grace The banner says it’s time to stand and fight The talking heads are talking from the heights There is a riot in Denmark street tonight. But I'm ok, I'm ok, I'm doing alright. They're passing out the petrol bombs in Denmark Street tonight. But I'm ok, I'm doing alright. We shine bright in reflection All of this, a sign of affection Hidden hands, subtle corrections So we shine bright in reflection All of this, all your days All your time, all just a search for grace All of this, all your days All your time, all just a search for grace all just a search for grace all just a search for grace all just a search for grace

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Navigating a carefully orchestrated run of cables and tape The Southern Wild assumed their position.
Some say the roof blew off in the storm, and the shrieking metal squeal of nails being ripped from joists could be heard over the pounding of the drum.
Others have been known to declare that it was the scream of brakes and the rising wail of feedback that forced open the door and brought the passing traffic to a halt.
But all witnesses agreed that when The Southern Wild staggered out of the studio into the cool evening air there was a sound like static and a wicked glint in their eye.

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released August 12, 2018

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You may have heard that The Southern Wild were found hanging from a tree outside Warakurna, raw and untamed. Roped and branded, they were boxed and shipped to northern England to be displayed to cheering crowds at freak shows and other music festivals.
You may know this not to be true. You may know that The Southern Wild sprang, full-grown, from the belly of a bison. You may wish to know more... ... more

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