• To Be Alone With You
  • Chicago
  • Casimir Pulaski Day
  • Jacksonville
  • John Wayne Gacy, Jr.
  • The Dress Looks Nice on You
  • Concerning the UFO Sighting Near Highland, Illinois
  • The Man of Metropolis Steals Our Hearts
  • For the Widows in Paradise, for the Fatherless in Ypsilanti
  • The Seer's Tower
  • A Short Reprise for Mary Todd, Who Went Insane, But for Very Good Reasons
  • Prairie Fire That Wanders About
  • All the Trees of the Field Will Clap Their Hands
  • Niagara Falls
  • The Predatory Wasp of the Palisades Is Out to Get Us!
  • Futile Devices
  • Henney Buggy Band
  • Should Have Known Better
  • Decatur, or, Round of Applause for Your Stepmother!
  • Abraham
  • Holland
  • Let's Hear That String Part Again, Because I Don't Think They Heard It All the Way Out in Bushnell
  • Come on! Feel the Illinoise!
  • A Good Man Is Hard to Find
  • Out of Egypt, Into the Great Laugh of Mankind, and I Shake the Dirt From My Sandals as I Run
  • Romulus
  • In the Devil's Territory
  • Size Too Small
  • Seven Swans
  • They Are Night Zombies!! They Are Neighbors!! They Have Come Back From the Dead!! Ahhhh!
  • We Won't Need Legs to Stand
  • Sister
  • Riffs and Variations on a Single Note for Jelly Roll, Earl Hines, Louis Armstrong, Baby Dodds, and the King of Swing, to Name a Few
  • He Woke Me Up Again
  • The Only Thing
  • I Walked
  • Flint (For the Unemployed and Underpaid)
  • No Shade in the Shadow of the Cross
  • Too Much
  • The Transfiguration
  • The Upper Peninsula
  • Death with Dignity
  • Vesuvius
  • Tahquamenon Falls
  • Say Yes! to M!ch!gan!
  • The Tallest Man, the Broadest Shoulders
  • To the Workers of the Rock River Valley Region, I Have an Idea Concerning Your Predicament
  • Alanson, Crooked River
  • All of Me Wants All of You
  • Redford (For Yia-Yia & Pappou)

Spirit of my silence I can hear you, but I\\'m afraid to be near you
And I don\\'t know where to begin
And I don\\'t know where to begin

Somewhere in the desert there\\'s a forest, and an acre before us
But I don\\'t know where to begin
But I don\\'t know where to begin
Again I lost my strength completely, or be near me tired old mare
With the wind in your hair

Amethyst and flowers on the table, is it real or a fable?
Well I suppose a friend is a friend
And we all know how this will end

Chimney swift that finds me be my keeper, silhouette on the seater
What is that song you sing for the dead
What is that song you sing for the dead
I see the signal searchlight strike me, in the window of my room
Well I got nothing to prove
Well I got nothing to prove

I forgive you mother I can hear you, and I long to be near you
But every road leads to an end
Yes every road leads to an end
Your aberration passes through me, in the willows and five red hens
You\\'ll never see us again
You\\'ll never see us again
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