Jesse Keyes: acoustic guitar, harmonica, vocals
Myra Keyes: vocals
Scott Van Schoick: drums, percussion, piano, organ
Ian Engblom: bass
Joel Bocek: electric guitar
Paul Brainard: slide guitar
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Hellos to swell old faces in the country
Goodbyes to pies in the sky
End of the rope he hopes
He’s seen enough to know now that the well’s run dry
Cuz some dreams in the end are just dreams
And they fade away
Yeah he’s comin’ back today
Been a long time away
Don’t let him go
The bad just takes its toll
And never ever let him feed the grackles again
Props to pops and hurrah to ma
The golden boy returns
Not much to show he knows
So the story goes, had a pile and watched it burn
Cuz some dreams are not all that they seem
And they just don’t pay
But he’s comin’ back today
And this time he’ll stay
Keep him close to home
And love him as your own
And promise not to leave him with the grackles okay?
It’s a long fall from the high, been a strange ride
Wild-eyed and full of pride, can’t deny the sickness that’s inside
In a corner of your mind we’re the same, people never change
I’m sorry but not ashamed, can’t explain the way the plague came
From right out of the sky, like a black rain
You know only the strong remain...until it’s time for them to feed again
Oh he’s comin’ back today
And for his troubled soul we pray
If you think he’s feelin’ low
And your fear and paranoia grow
Just try to nevermind the grackles outside
Just try to nevermind the grackles outside
Just try to nevermind the grackles outside
Just try to nevermind the grackles outside
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