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Falls Thistlewaite

from The Bath (2005) by Achilles Tenderloin

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I’m old enough to see her ghosts a-walking,
like strains of jazz, through arboretum haze.
Every rose wears a sleeve of thorn,
but this bud knows where he was born;
in a redwood house his mother’s daddy raised.

The time has come to make this rose my home.
I’ve memories enough to hold me here:
my mother’s garden, my father’s grave,
the wood where young boys misbehave.
This Richmond, Indiana holds me here.

The railroad bridge, behind the Spring Grove Heights;
she’s the backbone of the deep Whitewater Gorge.
I used to step between her ties
and scale the gorge with wand’ry eyes,
looking for the path next noon to forge.

Falls Thistlewaite, I skinny-dipped below you,
with Heather, when my love was still sincere.
The mill is gone now, miller too,
whose gristle cut your heart in two.
Falls Thistlewaite, your heartache holds me here.

I never thought this day would come to pass.
I never dreamed I’d hold you for my own.
I left your arms for Ithaca,
for Salem, where the seagulls caw.
I’ve always dreamed, but Richmond is my home.
I’ll always hold her roses dear, my own.

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from The Bath (2005), released May 27, 2005
All songs written and performed by Achilles Tenderloin (Joe Augustin), 2004, 2005

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