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Inherit the Dirt

by Eric Radoux

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1.
I can’t stand to see the wealth and poverty The sickness that is coursing through this town On every street and every corner you can see Another house has fallen to the ground When those foundations cracked the comfort that we sought It disappeared inside the banker’s purse And we were forced to leave our home and all our loves I couldn’t tell you which of those was worse I don’t know if I’ll be back again The wind’s blowing me too far to sea It’s too late to find some meaning in this world And it’s too late for me When winter came my sister headed for the sun I followed her and hoped we’d find a way I’ve never wanted to be one of those who run But there’s nothing in this town to make me stay We never found the work I thought that we deserved The minimum was all we could make But that don’t buy you shit when Maximum is king The daily bread ain’t worth the sweat you break I don’t know if I’ll be back again The wind’s blowing me too far to sea It’s too late to find some meaning in this world And it’s too late for me I know I promised you that I’d be at your door The minute that I stood on solid feet But I have never found a footing I could stand And never had a dollar I could keep When love’s a luxury you take what you can get Fidelity’s as powerless as wine With too much drinking it’s all over in a flash You tend to settle down with your own kind I don’t know if I’ll be back again The wind’s blowing me too far to sea It’s too late to find some meaning in this world And it’s too late for me I've watched my sister grow up older than I was The day we left her baby by the road And drove on further than I ever thought we could We drove till there was nowhere left to go I don’t know if I’ll be back again The wind’s blowing me too far to sea It’s too late to find some meaning in this world And it’s too late for me
2.
The Coroner 04:20
My father’s deadly cold inside The coroner, she waits outside The coroner, she waits outside She’s given us an hour to abide And every time I close my eyes The minutes make a break for the light But you belong here Who’ve never known fear Don’t let them throw you in the ground Throw yourself in Throw yourself in Throw yourself in Load your weapons Every time rain falls We pray to god the water will Lead us on. We’ll follow But always hope to return. For now we march, one family Upon the dust. We’ll gladly Recite the roads we’ve ridden. Our fathers died. We didn’t. Throw yourself in Throw yourself in Throw yourself in Load your weapons Four able men carry Father down to his vault They’ve never been true to anyone at all Now we wait for slung mud and burnt words To come and derail the life we’ve earned All of those pallbearers smiling sweetly in the rain Will honor his soul but tarnish his name Throw yourself in Throw yourself in Throw yourself in Load your weapons
3.
Given light and given love, your plants won’t die Water mixed with the sweetest stuff approaches life We know there’s hope lost among the leaves She went blind before her time But found her way home Is where my wife resides There’s not another house can claim her We built the bricks and spilled our blood for this How soon it falls I will beg, borrow, and plead for her life Will she be here tomorrow to be my wife On that day, we’ll hope and pray That home will recover the same hues Tender care can’t save them all We’re bound to lose Heaven picks some to fill the soil And time is on the move Our roots dig deep and cling to what’s beneath Tell me that it’s been a century I’d never know, I’d never know I won’t let her concede to destiny No no no, no no no Jesus won’t call me out I can go without His love I’ll take my faith with her Though she won’t even stir In the ground She went blind before her time But found her way home Is where my wife resides There’s not another house can claim her We built the bricks and spilled our blood for this How soon it falls I will beg, borrow, and plead for her life Will she be here tomorrow to be my wife On that day, we’ll hope and pray That home will recover the same hues
4.
Blisters 04:42
A belt buckle clinks on the floor Its rhythm is loveless Another unhealing embrace Working dry days takes its toll The fires of old keep crackling, Kinetic in space And every night she awakes to find One more blistering burn Reappear on her chest But she holds her tongue for fear of disturbing The ones who keep her vigil by day She who holds her tongue and imagines forgiveness: The whole town desires, delights, and then pays. She says, “Come along daddy, come to me Show me to your tent We each have our fires to attend “If you come closer I swear My touch will be pure Though my heart is aching elsewhere” And every night it’s the same inspired performances Keeping my sister alive But with each man she takes she wonders the stakes In continuing commingling. How much is enough? She’s tired when she wakes, her sleep seems to break her And daily the blisters continue to burn
5.
New York 03:35
I see the rain on my window It’s been there since the day you returned I see the rain on my window It will not be leaving soon New York is calling out for her sister You ran off with the devil at your heels New York is calling out for her sister You can’t tell me you never thought to stay Et quand je rêve d’elle je rêve C’est elle, tout elle Si chaque nuit elle vient à moi Personne ne le voit Et pour les heures qui donnent Le mieux temps de ma vie: J’éspère un jour, j’éspère un jour D’avoir un peu de verité It burns like a nail on my skin though To hear you call that foreign city home It burns like a nail on my skin though To watch the sand keep slipping in the glass New York is calling out for her sister You ran off with the devil at your heels New York is calling out for her sister You can’t tell me you never thought to stay
6.
AWOL 04:28
She pulls on her cotton dress Got to look her relative best The Captain’s called another march Leading in from his front yard And everyone’s a little tired of these games Maybe I’ll survive this, but I won’t be the same I collect my fallen stars The cigarettes outside the bars My sister’s got a different plan She'll take her work from any man Survival’s got a strange way of tearing up your soul Stop to blink your eyes and you’ve grown so old Call it surrender I won’t stay here I want to retreat From all these changes Of the past few years I think it’s time I finally see The average man’s ahead of me We like to think we own our fate But I took control a moment late The wind and dust erase the time but help me mark the days I’ve heard God is coming soon I wonder what he’ll say Call it surrender I won’t stay here I want to retreat From all these changes Of the past few years My sister, I will move away This town will not allow me to stay So if I don’t see you again Will you be my long-distance friend Or will your letters stop coming on time Just like our fatal family withered on the vine

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A song cycle about family, loss, change, dust, desperation, and hope.

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released December 25, 2009

Eric Radoux -- vocals, guitar, percussion, organ, trumpet
Jonah Malarsky -- guitar, percussion, mandolin, vocals
Nikki Smith -- vocals

produced, recorded, and mixed by Jonah Malarsky
written, designed, and mastered by Eric Radoux

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Eric Radoux Nashville, Tennessee

Multi-instrumentalist, composer, and producer inspired by the patient, pulsing energies of the surrounding world.

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