Where the Wasteland Ends

from Where the Wasteland Ends by Poor Player

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One more check/then my friend your ninety-nine are up
Buy a nice steak/ cook it well and feed half to your pup
On this journey /there’s more to measure than just what you’re earning
You know well/it’s this old road again that you’re learning
Burning rubber, always in trouble
But you leave a sign/for the next guy to find

Old home, your foundation written into the rock
Upon your walls the generations’ growth measured in pencil marks
Somehow I lost you seduced by the nonstop talk
Where’s a teacher to send me up to the blackboard and figure this all out with chalk?
That that can be erased, and if broke, replaced
Till I find an answer that’s true

Upward and over the hill
Turned down and run round the mill
Wasted away at the end of our thrills
But still you contend
To go where the wasteland ends

Old soldier, your boot heels blue as the desert sky
And your heart—fearless, faithful, never once questioned why
Your commanders—acclaimed to be the brightest and best
Still it was you/they sent out to the desert and put to the final test
With no rest—but blessed
You come home and now you’re out on the street

Old man sitting high up on yonder hill
The land beyond you could gaze forever and never get your fill
All cracked apart/ gone mad with your constant commandment
The way is barred /don’t waste another minute
Wondering where it all went
Repent—your gold is gone with whatever it meant
But your people keep rambling on

Upward and over the hill
Turned down and run round the mill
Wasted away at the end of our thrills
But still you contend
To go where the wasteland ends

My people/ we have triumphed over space and time
In our hurry/ ennobled the race in the race to leave this place behind
Yes it appears/ with our elaborate maps we’ve tapped into the universal mind
But we’re still trying/ to each be free but all get along fine
And not lose our mind/ over each other
Father and mother/ sister and brother/ you and me

Upward and over the hill
Turned down and run round the mill
Wasted away at the end of our thrills
But still you contend
To go where the wasteland ends

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from Where the Wasteland Ends, released April 19, 2019

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Poor Player Detroit, Michigan

Motor City folk rock Americana born of beverages, Poor Player takes to the stage with a hopped up grab bag of American riddles and laments. Saluting the guy flying a sign beside the highway exit, zigzagging through the post-industrial prairie, Poor Player is all about finding the roots beneath the rubble, the green beneath the ruin, the folk in the f*d up, & the beauty in the city gone to seed. ... more

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