What kind of fool would go on hustling
From gold rush to gold rush, from silver to coal
Taking these men for whatever they’ll spend
While every new morning takes its toll

Well, I don’t know what keeps them going
From daybreak to daybreak, from midnight to dawn
All that I know is that time moves too slow
And all of a sudden it’s gone

Time, it ain’t time that I’ll miss when I'm gone
Because time’s the one lover I had who did me all wrong
Never saw light of morning that didn’t fade into evening in
Time, like a man who won’t make up his mind
Was to carry me through all my days
But instead he just spins life away

I don’t look too closely in the mirror
What it means to show me I don’t want to see
The window is fine to watch the sun rise and shine
And fall again dead behind the trees

Well, I don’t know what keeps them going 
(It’s been a soggy November ever since I remember)
From daybreak to daybreak,	from midnight to midnight to dawn, 
(Even in the summers mad heat,)     
All that I know is that time moves too slow
(And these metronome johns make the time ramble on)
And all of a sudden it’s gone
(And provide me with something to eat)

Time, it ain’t time that I’ll miss when I’m gone
Because time’s the one lover I had who did me all wrong
Never saw light of morning that didn’t fade into evening in
Time, like a man who won’t make up his mind
Was to carry me through all my days
But instead he just spins life away

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Music by Peter Gaffney, lyrics by Brian Grace-Duff and Peter Gaffney

Jordi Wallen: Lead Vocals (in the role of Peaches)
Sarah Schol: Lead Vocals (in the role of Hennepin “Piney” Scrapfield)
Lesley Berkowitz: Flute
Sarah Larsen: Violin
Rachel Icenogle: Cello
Peter Gaffney: Percussion

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12. A Reprise of November

The Last Plot in Revenge