i’ll pack my bags, and i’ll figure something out.

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Pool - Tiny Desk

ok maybe this'll be my last reupload bcs i really don't want legal trouble LMDAO

Pool (Tiny Desk Version) - Samia

Astoria, Oregon, sits where the Columbia River meets the Pacific, once busy with the timber trade and ships bound for the world. But the docks held darker tales too — men were sometimes “shanghaied,” tricked or kidnapped and forced aboard ships heading overseas.

Echoes Between the Rails blends this history with imagination. The “rails” hint at the bridge and the paths of the past, while the song tells of ships, ghostly crews, and voices that still linger. It’s serious, but also invites listeners — and students — to hear history as a living story carried on the river’s tide.

Beneath the span where the river’s turning,
Steel rails hum as the waters flow.
Astoria speaks through the winds returning,
Telling the tales the rails still know.

Echoes between the rails keep calling,
Voices of lives that won’t slow down.
From harbor lights to the docks long falling,
Carry the lost till they are found.

Lanterns lit where the ships were waiting,
Men were shanghied with a gambler’s hand.
Echoes rise from the nights of trading,
Stories cut in the river sand.

Echoes between the rails keep calling,
Voices of lives that won’t slow down.
From harbor lights to the docks long falling,
Carry the lost till they are found.

The tide still beats with a restless motion,
Waves roll on where the sailors prayed.
Astoria stands by the mouth of ocean,
Holding the echoes time has made.

Ghosts of sailors, drifters, dreamers,
Crossing waters beneath the sky.
Echoes linger through steel and timber,
Never fade, they just ride on by.

Echoes between the rails keep calling,
Voices of lives that won’t slow down.
From harbor lights to the docks long falling,
Carry the lost till they are found.

Echoes between the rails keep calling…
Carry the lost till they are found.

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Kodi Rhianne

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