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The dogs are barking
On the front porch again
The south is rising
Like the fog up from the road, dear friend
We ride up from San Antonio
Where the horses have bucked
And thrown us to the ground
You will wake with the setting sound
These songs are lonely
But we are only alone
As long as memory remains
We are lost along highway 35
You were arrested by the laughs
And you made it out alive
from the family you once lived through
into this town
in time for the setting sound
The salt is washing out infection
From these extraordinary cuts
And the water will burn going down
To New Orleans and all our sins are washed
By the sign of the cross
Here’s a love song
About a girl you haven’t a found
You knew her all along
But got lost in the setting sound
What kind of picture
Did you paint
While you stank like babies shit inside your mouth
And smelled like coffee you never thought you’d drink
It’s been a long time coming
There’s a fog in the air
The windows are down
Blowing Texas in our hair
And we are starting to learn to drown
Inside the setting sound
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