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Lonely Flagpole Refrain

from Fabrication by Ben Ballinger

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When I become tired of trying to tie a knot in my frozen shoelace
And my mind feels like nothing but empty attic space
When I try to write the letters that rage inside my head
But I can't finish a single sentence 'cause I keep breaking the pencil lead

When I stand under statues as the bend from the weight on their soul
And the clergy is weak with disbelief but they break bread even though they are full
And the bankers contend that they cannot lend a dollar or even a hand
And dusk is a constant companion to those who believe they are damned

I go searching through the parking lot for a license plate on a van
The license plate identifies the car and the car identifies the man
I travel till I tired then I sit down on someone else's step
I watch the flicker through the window from their strobe light TV set

When winter wails for silence I am a lonely flagpole refrain
But I can't respond or walk away 'cause I'm frozen to my name
Sometimes I ride a freight train until it runs out of rail
Sometimes I just lay down in front of it 'cause it's one thing that will not fail

Life is just one big hurdle
There is no choice at all
And inspite of what any capitolist says
It always ends in a fall
A fall into love or a fall into loss
Eventually it's all the same thing
And those who do not accept this
Are the one's who do the blaming
But falling ain't that bad
It's relative and guarenteed
That most of your time will be spent doing
Some form of traveling

Well I truly believe everything is eventual
And someday I hope my mind and my heart will become consensual
And until then there are only two things that I know
That I'll leave this place for an unknown reason
And that it was all just luck
I never had any control

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from Fabrication, released May 8, 2011

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Ben Ballinger Austin, Texas

Ben Ballinger makes roots music with an uncommon emotional depth and songwriting mastery. A balladeer in the truest sense, Ballinger is a craftsman, building fine-tuned melodies out of roughhewn passions. After digging deep into the Austin, Texas scene for the past few years, Ballinger stands out among the pack of would-be Country soulmen with an undeniably genuine, and original delivery. ... more

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