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Bleeker Street

Neil played the city many Augusts ago, for the first time, in a tiny club on Bleeker Street. And he

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Maybe I Was Wrong

Nothing. The distant interstate’s low rumble was always crawling through these wetlands. Always. But as I stood on the furthest

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Dear Stella

Dear Stella, Here’s a picture from when you left a couple of days ago. There’s a huge space left here

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Today

This is my grandfather holding my dad. Both of my dad’s parents were gone before I was born, which happened

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Dead Ringer

It was one of the most disturbing things I’ve ever seen. I was on the last beautiful stretch of road

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Alma

Awhile back I wrote about how I was playing some songs for veterans and friends around a campfire in Idaho.

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Even The Losers

I cranked ‘Even The Losers’ as loud as the truck speakers let me. And I drove the winding road home

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On Petty and Vegas

I usually tell stories about what’s happening around me. There’s snow falling outside the window here in Idaho. This isn’t

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The Table

I have to carry her up the stairs now. The hardwood floors in the house are covered with recently bought

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Thank You

You made this moment happen. I’m hidden away in the background. I got pulled underwater after pushing him into the

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what carries me