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Remembrance of This That I Loved / Six Skeletons

by Scouts Honor

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Letting Blood Go Bad 03:05
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There's a house just up the road (around the block, next to the park) where they've been snorting coke in rows (it's where the kids go after dark). I left some good friends there, and now I'm just a little bit scared that they don't see themselves in the mirror anymore. We were fine church-going lads just a few years back. Well, tell me what went wrong. Our sobriety's all gone. I hear you're shooting up, and I'm as drunk as a skunk. Yeah, just one more cup and it'll come up in remembrance of this place that I loved. Does it still love me? And, that's not to say that we're old, because we're young, maybe too young to know it. And, your actions, they're resung by children. You're a hero to the lost, kid. With open eyes, see who you're affecting now. The girl with the pigtails. The boy with CDs out. Students out for the weekend or a night on the town. You say, "Got to get a gun. Got to keep what I won. Got to get what I deserve down near the street corner. There's a door there where I've got business left to run. I've got to run! Or else, I don't know if I'll make it through" We're letting our blood go bad and all those times we've had, well, they don't mean shit if we don't remember it. With alcohol, (We've got coke for the kids and heavier things for those experienced) I'm seeing sadness that I never thought I'd see.
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Sweating Through Our Days 03:00
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I'm going drinking, for success has not come with time...I'm going drinking...I'm getting drunk on the cheapest bottle I find...I'm going drinking...I'll pass out amongst the fireflies...I'm going drinking, back to my roots and my foundation, my inspiration...'Cause we work long hours...We're sweating through our days...And where I make my bed is simply where it meets my head, where the floors jumps up to catch me and kind souls can't bare to wake me, 'cause they know...we work long hours...We're sweating through our days...There is a price that we pay for this life that we live like kids...For every hour of extensive bliss comes an hour of back-breaking...Back-breaking...So, Matt, get up. You know it's morning...Rob, get up...You know it's day...Jared, you're running late again...Tommy, you know there's bills to pay...Dustin, Trisha, Kent, and Marsha...Tim and Chris...There's too many names...This is the price we pay.
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Highway Son 05:18
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Red son/sun, rise up...With this brush and an artist's touch, an image unfolds...It's a portrait, set in an apple orchard,of a highway son...A man on the run without any luck...Call it stealing, but he's barely eaten the last couple days...His last possession, a sign of his obsession, a tattered six-string...A man on the road at 40 years old with nowhere to go and nothing to show...Red son/sun rises...Red, raw burn of skin...And he keeps traveling...With his whole life on his back and nothing past present set, every song sung like his last, his telling eyes never rest...They said, "There are things more important than the baker's bread...There are million lives to live beyond your step, and when I chose between life after death or life itself, I chose...life."
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Nowhere is Always Somewhere 04:50
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She's afraid that this life she's made will carry away the pink, the brown, and the blue - the yellow of the light that she's used to -and that the trains that barricade this town might stop her love from getting 'round. It's a valid concern for a girl at 18, when Momma's away and brown eyes have been glowing green from all the close families she's seen hugging and kissing, relating their days, when she's so far, so far away. Chin up, your boy's on his way up. Chin up, your boy's gonna take you home. Chin up, your man will get a better job. Chin up, you're in love. But, she longs for Mexico. She longs for Pekin. She longs for Mexico. She longs for Washington. There's sand in that pillow tucked up under her head, while her Funshine Bear looks on from her bookshelf. Momma and Grandma's words, they help her sleep, they comfort her. Chin up, your boy's on his way up. Chin up, your boy's on his way. (Swing low, coming for to carry me.) Chin up, your man will get a better job. Chin up, you're in love. You're in love and you are loved.
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True Blue 05:16
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With one look at a widow...who's never married another man, you can see that she loved one...She's still holding his hand...And, then look at a husband, who's been sharing his bed...Oh, the sweetness of perfumes that float where he rests...I've been wanting to marry...I'd like to make me a home...For, I fear I will carry life's burdens alone...I met one who loved me, the color of nude...True Blue, former lover, I still love you...But, that husband's a bastard, so I cut him right through...I cut out his tongue first...He was speaking of you...Now he lies buried in the earth and the dew...His head in his hands first...He was crying for you.

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released March 1, 2004

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Scouts Honor Peoria, Illinois

SCOUTS HONOR were a rock'n'roll explosion based out of Peoria, IL and later out of Chicago, IL. In their 7 years as a band, they played over 400 shows.

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