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One More Mile

by The Long Lost Band

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Babylon 06:10
Babylon How many miles to Babylon? Oh they say 3 score and 10. Can I get there by candlelight? Yes they say and back again. I saw a man wrapped in the dark, hoping nobody'd see his skin; he asked if I had any change: 41 miles to Babylon. I saw a woman standing with a bag of water in the new moon and her hands tied with an old rope: 21 miles to Babylon. I saw a kid, oh black and blue, and writing down a mixed up song about an airplane that was lost: 1 more mile to Babylon. By the waters by the waters of Babylon there we sat down and wept when we remembered Zion. Poetry By Larry Beckett
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Parados 02:12
Parados Nothing, only white froth, on the surface, in the current; it fizzles and gives back sky, wharf, our images, but in an unsure mirror, the shallows; it shifts, look: all our yesterdays, under, in the sea tangle, in the green obscure, where the hours warp and the years writhe. I cup the salt water and it slides off; oh can we dive? How do I take you back, to the mermaid songs, days of hallucination, and circuit riding into the south, if it’s only conjured? that time, in the mountains like smoke, a woman, from the last century, a photograph, her eyes, and what her life was, I could only wonder. Poetry By Larry Beckett
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On The Hook 04:12
On the Hook I saw the gypsy woman and drank her rum and coke; You'll never be a dream, she said, till you go up in smoke. I saw the country doctor and I showed him my star; You're sick of rock-and-roll, he said, haul out your old guitar. I'm walking on the clouds, I'm on the hook all right; I'll kick you in the morning, oh love me up tonight. Poetry By Larry Beckett
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Starlight 01:46
Starlight I owe my voice to a fiction, and my nickname to a fan; I owe my voice to a fiction, and my face to the make-up man. I am the whip of the season, till I return my routine; I am the whip of the season, I am a limelight machine. Mama, raise the rag, I'm going on; daddy, hit the lights, I'm going on. Diddledeedum, diddledeedum, huftymagufty, my queen; diddledeedum, diddledeedum, I am a limelight machine. Poetry By Larry Beckett
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Bad Faith 02:30
Bad Faith I was burning up in the white chevy, no gift, and going away: It's not that I don't care, was all the moon moved you to say. Nine kisses, and like smoke backsliding to the hard astronomer, you wrote, Aren't women horrible? oh angel, in bad faith. I was fire-walking, and for what? no sex, no souvenirs but the dead iris out in the trash, now that the moon is down. Go jellyfish from man to man, oh ex, fuck who you like: don't say I was your up-and-coming, I was only insurance. Poetry By Larry Beckett
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Dreamboat 03:32
Dreamboat I recollect a poker hand like bourbon over ice; you rode me home in your mama's car that night of mysteries. White stars were falling in the air, the harbor under snow; and there she lay, her anchor down, the dreamboat. I sang ballads in books of matches all eighty-one alone till like the new year you hauled in salvation from the east. Oh and too soon the sky was red, I heard a whistle blow: she was steaming out into the dark, the dreamboat. The days stack up like sailor's mail, the weather's fair for now; I walk down to the waterfront, a barge is sliding by. I hang on to an image in the absurd foam below: roll back before it all dissolves, oh dreamboat. Poetry By Larry Beckett
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John Lennon 05:32
John Lennon We listen to old rock-and-roll under the comeback sun, my girl and I, and talk of kids, but oh, where's John? I watched the game that winter night the newsman said he's gone: imagine there's no heaven, oh then oh, where's John? I sent my love to Yoko, and dear Julian and Sean, but all that they could answer me was oh, where's John? I don't know why that man cracked up or who sold him the gun: it's you and I who make the laws, and oh, where's John? That little war, the English let the Argentine boys down into the waves, and who spoke out, and oh, where's John? I love the earth, like always, but it's hard to write a song: it's not as good as it once was, and oh, where’s John? Poetry By Larry Beckett
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Lost! 00:56
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Winter Blues 04:46
Winter Blues Oh the blues are blowing from the east on me, like a Colorado blizzard easy to foresee. Blackbird on the wire, blackbird in the yard, whistle once and tell me why I fall so hard. The weeds are frozen, everything's unknown: I know you're off limits and walk on alone. Oh it's in the gospel, seek and you shall find: snow is on the river, you are on my mind. Come on, baby, out in the zero-degree: when I see you, there's fire inside of me. I can take the winter, I can take the wind: say you will meet me at the other end. Poetry By Larry Beckett
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Wild Roses 04:13
Wild Roses It was in another winter not long after it snowed, a bus was shifting down on a blue southern road. Wild roses, long in stem and leaf, and daisies, oh but they are brief. Old man at the window with a heavenly bouquet, a girl across the aisle who could not look away. Wild roses, long in stem and leaf, and daisies, oh but they are brief. You love the flowers, he said, and the flow of the sap; my wife would like for you... and laid them in her lap. Wild roses, long in stem and leaf, and daisies, oh but they are brief. She smiled inside & dreamed of blossoms when you marry, watched him get off and walk into the cemetery. Wild roses, long in stem and leaf, and daisies, oh but they are brief. Poetry By Larry Beckett
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Synchronicity In winter, electricity, lyrics from cyberspace, Wild Roses, sent to me for music, out of grace. Synchronicity: what light, like divinity, is carried by invisible rivers uniting you and me. In her diary, my first solo with that brass band; and oh, I read the name: Wild Rose, in her lost hand. Synchronicity: what light, like divinity, is carried by invisible rivers uniting you and me. Poetry By Larry Beckett
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Exodos 02:21
Exodos Boats sag in toward the anchorage at dusk; on this absurd wharf, what can I—The blue mountains: I carry the wilderness inside, in city, and sprawl, on the bleak streets, and it’s high country. The fair and tender, who’s over that hill, yesterday, yonder: her southern way showed me how to loosen into the joy, and if my only forget-me-not is a crack in my heart, that’s where love leaks out, and in. Like the tide, sheering: winds are blowing out there, the ocean is invisibly urged, and the salt seance ended; over the green revelation, white foam, lace curtain, closes, a wave of water, nothing. Poetry By Larry Beckett
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On the Hook I saw the gypsy woman and drank her rum and coke; You'll never be a dream, she said, till you go up in smoke. I saw the country doctor and I showed him my star; You're sick of rock-and-roll, he said, haul out your old guitar. I'm walking on the clouds, I'm on the hook all right; I'll kick you in the morning, oh love me up tonight. Poetry By Larry Beckett
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released June 28, 2015

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The Long Lost Band England, UK

Formed in Lancaster, UK in January 2010 they recorded their first album ‘The Big Light Secret’. They supported Icicle Works star Ian McNabb & Mercury Prize nominees ‘I Am Kloot’ The band were championed by Tom Robinson at BBC6 Music
Larry Beckett, lyricist to Tim Buckley, started writing with the band in 2014. They made an album together called ‘One More Mile’ (2015)
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