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1.
Robin and Beth in the middle of the woods In the middle of the woods In the middle of the woods In the courtyard Robin and Beth at the edge of the woods At the edge of the woods At the edge of the woods In the courtyard Robin I think, Yeah, lives in Ardmore Beth just got her new house with a big red door Robin and Beth at the edge of the woods In the middle of the woods It’s the edge of the woods In the courtyard Robin and Beth in the middle of the woods In the middle of the woods In the middle of the woods In the courtyard Robin I think, Yeah, lives in Ardmore Beth just got her new house with a big red door
2.
Dark Hollow 02:29
(traditional) I’d rather be in some dark hollow Where the sun don’t ever shine Than to be in some big city In a small room with a girl on my mind So blow your whistle freight train Take me far on down the tracks I’m going away, I’m leaving today I’m going girl, and I ain’t coming back I’d rather be in some dark hollow Where the sun don’t ever shine Than to see you another man’s darling And to know that you’ll never be mine So blow your whistle freight train Take me far on down the tracks I’m going away, I’m leaving today I’m going girl, and I ain’t coming back I’d rather be in some dark hollow Where the sun don’t ever shine Than to be home alone
3.
I sit all day and I'm pining for some sun it's playing ghost I bake cupcakes for the army, they all said it was the most But I'm just a mosquito, mosquito Follow bother wherever you go I sit all day and I'm dreaming, dreaming of a box I don't want to know what's in it and that's why I keep it locked I pour water to make it shiny, shiny Hold my focus not behind me My cupcakes are made of iron, my icing's made of sand The soldiers they took to it and now I'm in high demand I baked all morning in the back yard waiting for the sun Clouds didn't break until afternoon, well after I was done Poked some holes in the bottom of my box just to see what might fall out Who needs keys when you've got logic, who needs logic when you got doubt And I doubt that they're dying for nothing, nothing Just maybe not what you or I would have done The extremes have become so hairy and they're shedding like a dog They try and wash the dust from our eyes, in their own they have a log No one wins a war anymore with compromise and smiles Real religion's in the mind of child Find a cave and practice breathing and silence Bake in peace and out run the violence I'll still bake cupcakes for the army, because you know they are just men Those in charge say they are dying for us, but I know it is for them I know it is for them, I know it is for them No one wins a war anymore with compromise and smiles Real Religion's in the mind of a child Real Religion's in the mind of a child
4.
lyrics by Mark Linkous A flock of knives cut the sky And buried in my black eyes And the clouds they bled in my head And autumn rain soaked the dry beds And the hurricane of her eyes wailed away the knives The knives of summertime, summertime The knives of summertime, summertime The knives of summertime And I did swallow stained glass tears Absorbed by the sun for many light years And the fire flies in her hair My red concertinas coming down the stairs And the hurricane of her eyes wailed away the knives The knives of summertime, summertime The knives of summertime, summertime The knives of summertime
5.
Rain-Stars 02:17
lyrics by Liz Gallagher Rain-stars on my windshield They shine only when I am sad Oh the truth, the beauty Oh the truth, the beauty Double life Thinking that snowflakes look like explosions Tiny but real Tiny but so real And the whole universe exists in precipitation
6.
It’s the dying that’s easy Living can be such a hard thing some times Life is heavy I bring the rain I am a rainmaker too I am the same as you I’m coming home, I’m coming over tonight Put on your light, let’s not fight you are my lover I’ve been gone, for much too long Now I see, that you be, in my heart without a struggle Where have you been What have you seen along your way How are you today I missed you dear Think about you often enough As if you were here I’m coming home, I’m coming over tonight Put on your light, let’s not fight you are my lover I’ve been gone, for much too long Now I see, that you be, in my heart without a struggle
7.
lyrics by Liz Gallagher Blank Pages and Four Leaf Clovers I don’t believe the magic anymore I just panic feeling jinxed and unreal Looking for the moment and the leprechaun Give me a pen and a little green hat So what if I never find the truth Give me a pen and a little green hat So what if I never grow a beard
8.
The Mississippi Sea comes through great commotion A violent Earth in a violent motion And now I vacation west to the Sea Cause I'm still alive in two thousand forty-three Found myself a place out in the wilderness Started squirreling away supplies in late '06 I spent seventeen years in the woods I did hide From '08 to two thousand twenty-five On the Mississippi Sea I got myself a vacation property On the Mississippi Sea we could spend July there just you and me We could spend July there just you and me It's real quiet now no one has TV We communicate with our minds we all have ESP And we grow our own food we all know where it's been Everyone knows love no one believes in sin There's no war now we're all making babies And at last count sixteen thousand and eighty People we've come across, people we've found But no one's really sure how many more are underground On the Mississippi Sea I got myself a vacation property On the Mississippi Sea we could spend July there just you and me We could spend July there just you and me It's a different world now so many things have changed The oceans turned to valleys when the Earth rearranged It might sound kind of strange but I'm enjoying being alone Although I appreciate the company when traveling far from home To the Mississippi Sea I got myself a time share property On the Mississippi Sea we could spend July there just you and me We could spend July there jus t you and me We could spend July there just you and me

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All Songs recorded in various homes throughout the greater Philadelphia area.

All Songs Written by Raphael Cutrufello except;
Words for Rain-Stars and That Panel Where the Soap is at on the Machines pt. I are originally short poems written by Liz Gallagher.
Words and music for Knives of Summertime written by Mark Linkous.
Dark Hollow which is a traditional song.

Robin and Beth, Knives of Summertime and Mississippi Sea mixed by Raphael Cutrufello.
Dark Hollow, Cupcakes for the Army, Rain-Stars and That Panel Where the Soap is at on the Machines mixed by Andrew Keenan and Rapheal Cutrufello with some assistance from Devin Greenwood.
Put on Your Light mixed by Andy Kravitz.

All songs mastered by Peter Humphreys.
Photography by Amy Purifoy.
Design by Morgan King.

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released October 15, 2007

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Hezekiah Jones Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

Hezekiah Jones is a collection of Philadelphia-area artists orbiting around the songwriting talents of Raphael Cutrufello.

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