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If the moon were full of water
Frozen up into her soil
We’d send up our digging toys
To carve lines into her face
And soon there’d be resorts
And it would be fashionable to go
And the lowest of the low
Would work those water mines in space
And if the world could run on water
Want you can’t hold in your hand
Like what runs through you like sand
You could run through like a fall
Soon there would be wars for water
Like there are now wars for land
Even barren desert sand
Not good for anything at all
Not so very long ago
Starving held the right
To steal enough food
To keep herself alive
But the richer we become
The harder are our hides
Now I can watch thirsty die
Sitting on my well
With the law on my side
Now we’ve gone and auctioned water
What we thought could not be sold
Like a photograph a fingerprint a genetic code
And we’ll find a way to make you pay
But still we can not stop the rain
Maybe that’s the next plan


from Sigh Semaphore, released January 1, 2006


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Myshkin Warbler Astoria, Oregon

Myshkin and an ever-evolving crew of restless gamblers—string, horn, drum, key, and and wave players. Passions range from tango to electronica, folk-noir to gypsy-swing to modern classical to rocknroll. Literate & spooky. Myshkin mostly plays guitars. When warm, she sings like a shiver down your chakras. Like a heart breaking all wide open. Like one in utter control of uncontrollable things. ... more

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