Megan's Song

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Thanks for loving me madly
And treating me right
I started that book you gave me and you’ve been on my mind
Are you still trying to quit smoking, have you been eating enough
Are you still painting your pictures, are you still writing your book
Do you ever see peter, do you ever see sam
Hows your father and brother, hows your mother been?
I miss the way that you smile, and the shape of your eyes
And the way they catch fire when you argue and theorize

And I wish I could see you now
I bet your scrappier than ever in your perfect misadventure
Bet your beautiful and breaking down
Kicking ass just like a lady, bet the boys are going crazy,
Oh you priestess of my prairie town
Where we’re born beneath the thunder and we’re willing victims of her
Of her fingers and her funnel clouds
Here we’re used to stormy weather, here we stand our ground together
In the sirens and the screaming out
To go on and wreck the bar scene, and the coffee shop on south street
And the reasons why I had to leave

Ive been remembering Lincoln in visions and dreams
Like when I feel the fall weather, or on nights I cant sleep
I see capital pkwy, I see Washington street
I see the paper cicadas on the cottonwood trees
I see myself going crazy and talking to ghosts
I see you coming to see me, at the hospital
I see you when you were 16 and you wanted to die
Crashing like a tornado through that fragile fence line
im so glad you got better, im so glad you’re alright
im so glad I got better, im so glad I’m alright

I just wish you could see me now, because my hair has gotten longer
And my voice has gotten stronger and I think you’d be proud
Because we made it to our twenties, it was anything but easy in this missed connection town
All our quiet desperation and our dreams of other places and our driving around
In a midnight-morning panic, oh us highway diner manics
In the heaven of our breaking down
On a scribbled scrap of paper that was nonsense to us later we wrote it all out

Thanks for loving me madly, thanks for getting me through
Thanks for being so wild and honest and true
For being my destination on those directionless nights
Thanks for loving me madly and treating me right

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from The North, released March 19, 2015

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