Spring, 2008, Detroit Lyrics

The State Lottery

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Lyrics to Spring, 2008, Detroit
Spring, 2008, Detroit Video:
Winter came and went like any other year
Except for the record snow
We spent several hours working on the (theater?)
We went bob sledding up north
Made a last-minute dash down to Ashville, I'll tell ya
I know what time it is down there
I knew you were bringing back something
If only that sweet southern air

I'll admit I thought we'd made it
The solstice fell on a weekend, besides
But that weekend a man I looked up to
Decided to take his own life
And there's no good time for tragedy
There's no such thing as easy grief
Yeah, so sometimes what you feel
Comes out in ways you can't even believe
It was a bad time for everyone
It was a worse time for some
What I thought was an end
Was also a beginning

(unintelligible)

Assumed things might settle down
I found myself surfing hospital beds
I was laid out for weeks
Would be gettin out and going right back in again

It was April and some friends dug out flower beds
In a vacant city lot
What a thirst for
To kick off the new garden we spent all winter pining for

We had a May Day parade to Belle Isle on bikes
Set a small ship on fire as a proper goodbye
Friends made concerned visits from out of state
And we fell asleep by bonfires while the nights were still cold
And but god damn they were looking good
And all our (unintelligible) so they were understood
And anywhere you looked things looked better

(unintelligible)

So we prayed for rains
half-heathens giving thanks
To the angry god we don't even believe in
We'll be (unintelligible) talking about violence
(unintelligible)? by hair
Sick as can be like a (unintelligible)
When you're on a roller coaster
Like riding down these broken side streets
Where the street lights are just (unintelligible)
And so about my disappearance,
Well you wouldn't want to hear anyway
No, 'cause the (unintelligible)'s lost all the books
And the medical jargon don't mean much, if anything
No, if I must give a word so it'll make some more sense,
Well that shit was boy scouts, I mean like intense
Now I'm glad it's kind of over
But I know now that it will never really end

And We hoped that the night would not come
And we hoped that the night would not come
And we hoped that the night would not come
But it came
Anyway
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