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Raven Steals the Moon EP

by Kyle Rightley

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1.
When the dam comes down we'll be singing in the streets. When the dam comes down the mighty river will be released. The water will flow muddy brown, oh what a beautiful sound when the dam comes down. When the dam comes down I'll be buying all the drinks. And when the dam comes down we'll be watching our troubles all sink. Well change is finally comin' round, oh what a beautiful sound when the dam comes down. The river's gonna wash your politics clean. When the water flows your souls will be redeemed. When the dam comes down the Colorado will be reclaimed. And when the dam comes down that foul lake will finally be drained. The water will flow muddy brown all over the sacred ground. Change is finally comin' round, oh what a damn good sound when the dam comes down.
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The days were cold and the nights were long. My empty belly moaned and my thoughts did sink. I met a man in a long black coat who promised women, warmth, and drink. "I know a town a few miles to the west," the old man told me with a coyote grin. "They'll give us wine and a place to rest. They'll treat us well, they'll take us in. And no one needs to know where we have been." I will find a way to bring us back together. Night will become day when Raven steals the moon. Along the way the old man said to me, "This town is wealthy beyond its people's needs. They hide some secret treasure in a box. Some say it holds the moon's very seed." The road was long but hunger drove our pace, and we reached the town in time for such a feast. They took us in and treated us like kin. The sun set red and darkness took the east, and the greed within my heart was soon released. I will find a way to bring us all together. Night will become day when Raven steals the moon. The raven sang so sweetly to me, and fool I was, I could not see. Such a folly to behold, "to reap where we never sowed." (-Thoreau) We waited for our hosts to fall to sleep, then took our bounty and we fell to sin. The box was heavy and my companion weak, so I agreed to take the load for him. We stopped to rest our weary soles awhile, but we could wait no longer to see our prize. I opened up the box and the world went black. Now you may doubt, but friend, I tell no lie. The moon had vanished from the very sky.
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Little lights shine through windows as they walk, hand in hand. Bravely trusting every step they take together, like pilgrims in a promised land. And the cafe menus, drunks on the street, snow paper-white on windshields. The cold warmth of the night is so real, they could be dreaming. Dreaming like me. And like a lost messiah tripping in the street she holds him close and whispers in his ear. "They told me heaven's just another social network site, I can't take that, let's get away from here. I want to be your Penelope, your sacred Dulcinea. 'Cause now they know we know so let's go before they drag us down." No words tonight, let's just hold on 'til what we have feels right. Well he was never gonna let them the steal every sunrise, you know you've gotta keep some for yourself. You gotta let 'em know where their control turns to sand and your soul is the ocean. No words tonight, let's just hold on 'til what we have feels right. We can connect without words. We can reflect each other. Communicate on a level deeper than our words, singing: La la la la la la la la. And through the hiss of the TVs and online vultures they carve a path and don't look back. Envious, homeless runaways, their eyes wild searchlights. No words tonight, let's just hold on 'til what we have feels right.
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Too long I’ve been ramblin’ on and on in these flatlands so far gone from my home. And too long I’ve been shivering in the cold. These northern winds just cut right to the bone. And when I say this ain’t no place for me to be I hope you will think kindly of me. CHORUS: ‘Cause I won’t forget you when I’m gone. You’ll always be a big part of my song. And farewell, though our paths must part for now, I’ll be with you again before too long. Too long I’ve been leading myself on, hoping that you’d walk right in my door. And too long I’ve been turning myself around, looking back on roads I’ve walked before. Ponderosa pine and mountain mahogany always will remind me that I’m free. CHORUS One more year has slipped away. I'm too old to run, but too young to stay. CHORUS

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released April 9, 2014

Kyle Rightley- vocals, acoustic and electric guitars, mandolin

Produced and recorded by Kyle Rightley
Cover photo courtesy of Danny's Carvings.
dannyscarvings.blogspot.com

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Kyle Rightley Madison, Wisconsin

A native of the Four Corners region, Kyle Rightley is no stranger to crossroads. A trained classical musician with a jazzman’s flare for improvisation and a folk singer’s love of storytelling, Kyle stands at a unique junction. In addition to his solo exploits, he is a member of award-winning groups The Big Payback, Driveway Thriftdwellers, The Civil Engineers, Beefus, and other area ensembles. ... more

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