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Lucid, USA

from Dead Weight by Jon Hughes

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Lucid, USA

The evening compounds
Like the bugs on the windshield on the way to your house
With your sleeping boy.
The camel-backed clouds
I see passing over Lucid, USA,
Does he see them, too?
And the gold-painted hands
On the clock that I gave you are arrested at 2.
What are you trying to prove?

I’m out of my own,
This bird is caught and this bird has flown.
Complicity thinks complicity shows.

You said that I have
His father’s fingers from a dead man’s hand,
Like a glove on me.
You’re holding him now.
He’s flush with your blood-milk and his eyes roll back
And he’s all I see.

I’m out of my own...

Smile and I’ll leave you the same,
Blood on the windshield is thinning with rain.

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from Dead Weight, released January 31, 2011

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Jon Hughes Ireland

American songwriter and multi-instrumentalist, Jon Hughes, has been based in Ireland since 2005. He has shared a stage with Damien Jurado, She Keeps Bees, and the legendary singer-songwriter, Buddy Mondlock.

Hughes' latest collection of songs, "Sunshine Remorse", was released in January of 2019.
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