SHANE LEONARD
HISTORY

BABY YOU PLAY ALL THE INSTRUMENTS
FIDDLE, BANJO, MANDOLIN
YOU LEARN THE REPERTOIRE, LOVE THE DUST IT'S COVERED IN
BUT I CAN'T FIND A FINGERPRINT
THERE'S NOTHING HERE TO SEE

THERE'S NO YOU, NO ME
JUST HISTORY

WHERE ARE WE HEADED AND HOW FAR?
AT OUR BEST WE'RE LIKE TWO DRUNKS IN A BOXCAR
DISCUSSING THE DARKNESS OUTSIDE
PASSING BLURRY FIGURES
AND VOLLEYING OUR GUESSWORK
TRYING TO DISCERN THE OUTLINES
NO TELLING WHAT'S AHEAD
NO KNOWING WHAT'S BEHIND

IT'S JUST YOU AND ME
NO HISTORY

THOUGH I CRITICIZE
IN ALL OF THIS, I HAVE PLAYED THE ROLE OF VENTRILOQUIST
I SHOULD HAVE READ YOUR LIPS
BUT I PLACE THE PAST UPON MY LAP
AND MAKE IT MOUTH A VERSION I PREFER

JUST HISTORY

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