Hi
Every year, NPR sponsors a contest for original-music videos – pretty much the only requirement for the shoot is that a desk be visible. My entry this year was shot in my studio in my new hometown of Ashland, Oregon. I wrote this song a few years ago and the lyrics were read on The Writer’s Almanac by that guy….what was his name?
Arlington
High school band Memorial Day.
Country cemetery marched all the way.
We stood in formation took off our caps.
Stood with the nation we played taps
Year before Kennedy year before King.
Last year I cared about anything
But for that moment, we were one
Honoring soldiers
At Arlington.
Notes drifted across the plains
Swallows signaled oncoming rain
Station wagons, pickup trucks
Rescued us then turned to rust
We put on new uniforms
Crisp creased tattered well-worn
Some forget where we come from
Some come to rest
In Arlington
When he was twelve took my only son
Lost ourselves in the Smithsonian
Then Abraham above the Mall.
Then raised our hands touched the wall.
Headstone horizon, eternal flame
Unknown lie with familiar names
Sacrificed daughters and sons
So I could cry
At Arlington.
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Thank you for sharing your spirit and your talent… I listened to this video sitting in Haymarket thinking of you!
Hey Joe. Oh I miss Haymarket! And you of course…but Haymarket more.