The Grange

from by Alex Smith

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    The cases for the CD were done by my cousin Alia and they are beautiful! They are printed on a letterpress from 1899 that Alia and Jason named Hugo. See it here: darlingpressandstationers.com/our-press

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about

I wrote this song for my housemates in Tacoma. Claire and Jamie added piano, voice, and some howling (which Philip also added). I listen to this when I miss them, which is often.

lyrics

Maybe we'll make like a tree,
an evergreen, and never leave.
We'll dig our toes into the ground
root ourselves to the sound

I'll leave a part of me on this street.
I pray I won't leave too incomplete
when I head south.

Just think of all the places we'll go
we'll go all the places. Did you know
that even crows can recognize your faces?

So there's no chance in hell that I'm forgetting yours.
There's no chance of that happening.
It doesn't matter if we're moving out and moving on.
I'd hardly call this an ending.

Do you remember in the fall?
We ate our dinners in the lawn.
We were so new to it all.
We were so glad it was our own.

We were howling at the moon, the neighbors stood and stared
We should all be howling at the moon. They're just a little scared.
Well I'm scared.

After all.

We made this house into a home,
put paper snowflakes on the wall,
kept them up til May,
the sun is out, it's time to go home

We baked our bread every week
we loved the ground beneath our feet
we let the weeds grow
and planted vegetables in a bureau

And though it makes me sad to leave
I think of what the future brings
our kids and grandkids can be friends
so we can't call this the end.

Can you hear me? Can you hear me down in Oregon?
I'm howling, howling, howling, at the moon.
Wherever you are I hope that you're howling too.
I'll count my lucky stars that I'll be seeing you soon.
I'll be howling at you.

credits

from Gathering My Ghost, released June 20, 2012

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