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Edge of Fenton in the Pouring Damn Rain

•	Edge of Fenton in the pouring damn rain, I’m a fading stain. Yeah, wash me clean. Drops in a sparkling beam. 
•	I walk for hours in the lattice work leaves, dampened sleeves, rustic eves, of houses unbroken. 
o	Reading the signs of roads in the shadows. Tall oaks or pines, we swim to the shallows. Our small lives entwined, leave your past to the gallows. Our gear boxes grind down the railroad’s indelible lines.  
•	Edge of Fenton in the pouring damn rain: then night compounds. Love towns like these: ghost of a southern breeze. 
•	There’s nothing lost that the thunder can’t find. Thoughts entwine. Such a restless sound. Fog hugging the ground. 
o	Reading the signs of roads in the shadows. Tall oaks or pines, we swim through the shallows. Our small lives entwined, leave your past to the gallows. Gear boxes grind. Farm house is fallow.  
o	Riding the signs of roads in the shadows, tall oaks or pines, the railroad’s indelible lines.

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Edge of Fenton in the Pouring Damn Rain

Track 6, off "Summer Sessions 2018" Available at Bandcamp.com

Summer Sessions 2018

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