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released 12 November 2009

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Track Name: Walk Slowly for the Moment
The headlights stretch out in front of me
I'm walking along the highway
Listening to the sound of the gravel crunching
And the music in my head
[whistling]

CHORUS:
Low whistle
Hank whispers in my ear
Walk slowly
Walk slowly down that lonesome path
And I'll follow you
Then there's no more fear
There's just one contrary chance

I remember
Sailing slowly through the night
To the most gentle landing
I can imagine
Then we're not moving
It's just me stretched out
And the steel guitar
And the low whistle
And Hank is whispering
Whispering in my ear
Walk slowly down
Walk slowly down that lonesome path
And the devil is crunching beneath my feet
And the headlights follow while the car retreats

CHORUS:
Low whistle
Hank whispers in my ear
Walk slowly down
Walk slowly down that lonesome path
And I'll follow you
Then there's no more fear
There's just one contrary chance
One contrary chance
Track Name: Another Stunning Sunday
VERSE I:
Footfalls on the flagstone floor
Sunlight on the mission door
Another stunning Sunday
Mammoth walls fallen down
Plaster and dados gone
Where high retablos reigned
now only ruins remain

VERSE II:
Following after you
Finding things we both like to do
It's such a joy to get into you
I've said a lot of things
None of which I believe
Except when I say what you bring to me

CODA:
The heathen kill
all newly converted
that they can find
But many starve first
upon the trail
Our mission fails
all around us
...Still they have faith
no evil shall rise
through the square kiva roof
Track Name: Thank-You Card to Bailey
This is as close to a thank-you card
As you'll ever get from me
It's not the path's fault
It didn't take you where you wanted to go
It takes you home

Nothing I wrote
was ever enough
Nothing conveyed
what I wanted to feel
So this thank-you card's
left in its envelope
When do I get
to be one of those