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I used to stay awake all night
Writing letters postmarked by the daylight
Signed and stamped in best regards
It took awhile but you’d reply
With aspirations towards the sky
From the moonshine summer nights in your front yard
Then something slowly died and
There was a rift between the alleys where we used to sleep and hide
Then one day my letters returned
Ignored, refused by receiver
From an evicted paradise
Now I have lice

I used to wear a suit and tie and go to work on the east side
And save my pennies for sweet Molly, my true love and bride
One night I came drunk through the door
To find her missing from the floor and divorce papers stating she didn’t want me anymore
I caved in from surprise and realized that this life was just a lie
Fairweather friends use you to get by
I cut off all my hair and threw all my possessions down the stairs
Hopped town with a flask and a gun on a freight train going nowhere

I never planned to be this way
So senile I can barely see straight
Down the rails of my decline
And the positions I’ve resigned
I used to think success was inherited by paying taxes,
Praying, working hard, obeying laws and showing world compassion
If I only had a heart and didn’t have a brain then maybe these old cadaver eyes could learn to care and see again
And I wouldn’t be in pain on this nihilistic train
Oh I could be a family man with a house and a lawn hooked on anti-depressants

I remember when I called the cops on the neighbor’s kid for smoking pot
and In hot pursuit they gunned him down in the Walmart parking lot
I never asked to be an accessory to murdering their kin
The bishop later shrugged his shoulders and blamed the shooting on his sins
I used to think success was inherited by paying taxes
Until I saw the drones drop bombs on elementary classes
I never planned to be this way in a society so frayed
So I’ll sleep in exile alone and wait outside the bloodstained gates

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from A New Colossus, released October 29, 2021

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Captain Daniels and the Sunnybrook Sailors Salt Lake City, Utah

Anarcho Folkpunk from SLC, UT founded in 2016.
Maxwell- Vocals, Mandolin, Banjo, Guitar, Harmonica, Washboard, Melodica
Marky Terror-Guitars
Tyler Boston- Guitar, ukulele
Street Trash Nate- Drums
Ken Takeno-Bass Guitar
Starly Sam- Banjo
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