The Nightjar's Blues

from The Cimarron Banks by Amy Annelle

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oh, whippoorwill,
you speak your name so plain.
it's a wonder anyone ever took notice at all.

and never do you put on airs,
so vain, no.
it's just what comes out
when you open your mouth.

you open your mouth,
and your name came out.
you open your mouth,
and your name came out.

take me back
to the place of your first emanation:
the fabric of the thicket is torn by birdsong.
venus and the sliver moon sing along, sing along.
it's where you be, it's where you belong.
it's where you be, it's where you belong.

oh, you sang just as well
before you were called anything at all.
before any man saw what was plain,
gave it a name, and called it his own...
before you lost your home.

at the end of the road,
a man with a pen is waiting.
see how your voice is fading as,
fading as he names you?
your voice is fading as he names you.

oh, you sang just as well
before you were called anything at all.
before any man saw what was plain,
gave it a name, and called it his own...
before you lost your home.

before you lost, before you lost your home.
before you lost, before you lost your home.
before you lost, before you lost your home.
your voice is fading as he names you.
your voice is fading as he names you.
it's where you be, it's where you belong.

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from The Cimarron Banks, released June 1, 2010

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Amy Annelle Austin, Texas

A prolific writer and interpreter of songs, Amy Annelle maps out the farther reaches of American music, while conjuring visions of our restless musical past. Over the course of ten albums & thousands of miles logged on the road, Annelle has cultivated a rarified voice and repertoire that "blooms with open-hearted, lustful vulnerability and a harrowing naturalistic solitude”(Crawdaddy). ... more

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