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Further West

by Hungrytown

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1.
Further West 02:30
Rocks in my pocket, blood on the stair Followed you down to the sea. It wasn’t the first, or even the worst Though much still remains to be seen. Beautiful losers, each in their way Or are they just pretty to me? Imperfect rhyme, better sometimes And some time is all that you need. Walk-up apartments, underground trains Living someplace in between. Stiles and hedgerows, soft summer air Like waking up to a dream. Highway reminders, pointing the way Oh how familiar they seem. No time to rest; we head further west There’s someplace that I’ve got to be.
2.
Fourteen days I saw you run Over the hills and into the sun Little baby sleeping on a back porch stair God knows how you found the heart to leave her there And it’s a hard way to learn Two weeks more on the sidewalk scene Tender-hearted girl with a smile so lean Tell me how your bright ideal Measures up to a life so real And it’s a hard way to learn. Fourteen nights ‘neath a waning moon Old regrets will be fading soon Midnight girl sits up alone Writing one last letter home And it’s a hard way to learn.
3.
Sometime 04:02
A flock of birds high overhead Is drifting softly down As one by one they come to set Their feet upon the ground. Halfway ’round the world they’ve flown And now they’re coming down. We’ve all got to rest sometime. Words I never should have spoken Hanging in the air And knowing that I’ve lost you now Is what I have to bear It’s too late to call them back But next time I’ll think twice We’ve all got to learn sometime. Rushing through my brightest hours Savoring the dark Believing every unkind word Is justified in part Balancing each day upon The blade of light and shade So I try not to waste my time But it’s all such a waste of time.
4.
I took a young girl for my wife But her hair turned gray on our wedding night Don’t you let me down I bought a house high on a hill It turned to dust as houses will Don’t you let me down I saved a nickel every day ‘Til the bank man stole it all away Don’t you let me down. A truer friend you’ll never find ‘Til the day I leave you all behind Don’t you let me down.
5.
Losing streak Trying to sail over dry land Losing sleep Promise to pay; no money in hand And the cold’s rolling in from the north And there’s snow on the streets of Atlanta. Easy to say This too shall pass; nothing lasts. So many ways Ways to go wrong, so you just go along And the trucks run their engines all night And sleep in the glare of the streetlight. And you try to decide what it’s worth When it’s all in between times that matter. Like day for night You know it looks wrong; you know it’s too bright Naive, they say So easily fooled, by shadows and light And the actors squint into the sun And wait on the set for direction.
6.
It’s a mighty hard row that my poor hands have hoed My poor feet have traveled a hot dusty road. Out of your dust bowl and westward we rolled Your deserts were hot and your mountains were cold. I worked in your orchards of peaches and prunes I slept on the ground in the light of the moon On the edge of the city you’ll see us and then We come with the dust and we go with the wind. Green pastures of plenty from dry desert ground From the Grand Coulee Dam where the waters run down Every state in the Union us migrants have been We work in this fight and we fight ‘til we win. It’s always we rambled, that river and I All along your green valley, I’ll work ‘til I die My land I’ll defend with my life, if it be My pastures of plenty must always be free.
7.
It was late in the fall All the harvesting was done She said “let’s show my family Our new baby son.” He put her on their one horse Took a look around the place Then walked off for Dover O’er the Kelly Stand Trace. They made it maybe three miles To where the mountain’s getting steep Snow was blowing harder Some twelve inches deep. Wind howled down from northeast the light was fading fast They knew they’d have to shelter up Or they could never last. They told them down in Sunderland A storm’s blowing in Don’t cross that mountain It’ll be cold as sin Don’t cross that mountain You’ll be risking your life Don’t cross that mountain with your child and your wife. They found them the next morning The men from Sunderland Their shelter blown apart Up on the Kelly Stand The husband’s feet were frozen He held his wife’s dead hand The baby crying at her breast Up on the Kelly Stand.
8.
Highway Song 03:00
Colors, like emotions Written on the ground Sleep with one eye open Tuned to every sound Flashing, is it danger Or just another town? Cartwheel-turning evergreens Taller, upside-down Moon rolls down the highway Playing hide and seek Stubble on the meadow Tickling his cheek Power-line conductor Wires like outstretched hands Grows a bit impatient Waiting for the band
9.
St. Vincent Millay was right, but wrong, too Music’s not just a rampart but a bridge joining me to you Arching across the void that divides us Replacing cold silence, harmonies unify us. But now, when solitude you seek, The bridge stands broken and blocked You make your music a barrier With which to shut me out Where are the notes that will break through your wall, Pierce your ramparts and bring me back home? Until I can find them I stand and I call But I’ll one day rebuild love’s bridge to your heart with a song.
10.
Static 03:56 video
No lights on this highway, no reflectors Hard to see where we are turning now Driving after midnight past the farmers Who have put their fields to bed. Gone so far you’ll never catch me now Soon to be forgotten anyhow The radio just crackles, only static Any time I think of tuning in. I know just how it feels to think You’ve lost whatever signal you once had. So far between the towns I can’t remember When we last drove past a traffic light. Maybe we can get to California by the morning If we drive all night.
11.
I awoke one dreamless night And all alone was I-oh Asked the night, “where’s my love gone?” The darkness answered, “follow.” “Which way is it that he has gone?” I asked the moon and stars-oh “Eastward forests, westward hills Will he return tomorrow?” Eastward forests, dark and deep Westward hills, so high-oh Choose the path that brought me here The vale and the hollow. He never meant to leave me here With dangers all around-oh Why should I stray into the night My heart so full of sorrow?
12.
Now I lay me down to sleep Pray the Lord my soul to keep But if I die before I wake I pray the Lord my soul to take. December, sorry, slept right through. January, missed you too. Sped past March, April and May Sometimes it’s best to keep away. Life goes on from dream to dream Nothing but troubles in between Lately that’s just the way it seems. Scarecrow chase the birds away They’ll be back another day And on your shoulder they will rest And from your hair will make a nest.

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Further West is the third album from Hungrytown. Recorded over a two-month period between tours of Europe, North America and New Zealand, it was made possible through a grassroots network of fans that raised over $15,000 in a “Let’s Put Hungrytown On the Map” crowd-funding campaign. Rebecca Hall and Ken Anderson, otherwise known as Hungrytown, are joined on their latest recording by long-time collaborator, cellist Suzanne Mueller and celebrated Vermont fiddler Lissa Schneckenburger.

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released June 1, 2015

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After more than fifteen years of world-wide touring and three album releases, Rebecca Hall and Ken Anderson--otherwise known as the folk duo Hungrytown--have earned a reputation for the quality and authenticity of their songwriting.

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