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The Pennsylvania Poet

from The Good Guys by Sinclair Soul

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Composed by Ric Albano in September 2018
© 2018-2019 Ric Albano and Cygnus Wave

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Here’s to the man that spat himself off of the shelf of obscurity
To compensate for discrepancies, to execute with some variety
In the Keystone state where we build our homes
Topped with slate be-speckled domes
And how we think, that’s how we’ll be
Never to imagine how to break free
As a fire rages underground and forms a ring around my hometown
I boldly go and traverse the bogs
And I never ever want to have to sleep with the dogs
So I stand and I stare with the brutal eyes
And a firm refusal to ever compromise
If I raze some bridges, so be it fine
I must explore the boundaries of my mind

Until I find a place where I’m free to be kind
I will move a little on further on down the line
White lightning, Godspeed to the court’s long standing king
We'll find a way until we meet again some sunny day
Yes, we will meet again some sunny day

Well, I was born to the generation between
Some vital purpose and some flighty dream
In an ancient village no one’s ever seen
‘Cause it fell down through the cracks in between
So here’s to the man with the upbeat rhythm
The vocals barked and the riffs bass driven
A silent scream on the brightest night,
Supplicate that everything is alright

Just praying we have enough fuel to launch this flight
And escape the sinking shadows of the night
White lightning, today's the day that we wager everything
Show me the way until we meet again some sunny day
I know that we will meet again some day

We have fire, we have stone, along with elements of our own...
Oh, will this sanctify everything I do?
We will fine tune the sound,
Even if some perfecting is done underground...
I sometimes must stretch the walls of truth

But right now the house is burning
A century of memories turned to ash
As the fates are turning, no lesson learning, absorbed illusions
The snow is always whiter up in the corner of the country
Where the future's brighter
But logic cites that it just won’t work and -

I don't want to sleep with the dogs
I don't want to sleep with the dogs
Curse those who tell me that I should
I don't want to sleep with the dogs
They scratch and claw and howl all night
They cause me grief, they give me fright
So why can't we just let the sleeping dogs lie
Within their vast domain under the sky?
Why won't we just let the sleeping dogs lie?

You see, the thing about Heather is that she’s a hostile hottie
A painted smile to mask a plan that’s naughty
A siren’s whistle that’s divinely blown,
But she will surely carve you to the bone,
Oh, if she ever catches you alone
Oh, to bear the suffocating weight of the stone
Lush valley, in the shadows of the mountains majesty
We'll find a way until we meet again some sunny day
We will dwell within that realm some day
I know that we’ll be there again one day

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from The Good Guys, released December 9, 2019

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Sinclair Soul Harrisburg, Pennsylvania

Sinclair Soul is an original rock and roll project by producer and composer Ric Albano.with guitarist Bret Alexander and drummer Ron Simasek. The music is a diverse breath of rock influenced from the classic era with a modern twist. In late 2023, the group will release it's fifth original album entitled "Frequencies".. ... more

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