An American Prayer Lyrics - 1978

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A military station in the desert.

Can we resolve the past


Lurking jaws, joints of time?


The base


To come of age in a dry place


Holes and caves.


My friend drove and hour each day from the mountains


The bus gives you a hard-on with books in your lap


Someone shot the bird in the afternoon dance show


They gave out free records to the best couple


Sades dance best, from the hip.