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  1. Jericho

From the album The Weaver's Broom

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Ryan Joseph Anderson: Vocals, Guitar, Hammond Organ
Jon Estes: Upright Bass, Cello
Dave Racine: Drums, Percussion
Jen Donahue: Vocals

Lyrics

All the kitchen lights are on
Spilling yellow on the wall
Broke the clock with a bottle and a rock
In a town they called Jericho
I might leave here for a while

Seems the pleased ones always plead
With skinny legs and scabby knees
To hold it all when the final curtain falls
And blame it on Jericho
I might leave here for a while

Blow your horn home

And the loudest prayers play
For recognition of their names
Etched in glass as the chosen ones file past
To make their way through Jericho
I might leave here for a while

Who would trade a sheltered home
For miles of earth to walk alone
The castaway who never saw the light of day
Until he came upon Jericho
I might leave here for a while

Blow your horn home