Counting Tower Blues
from Voices from the Moon by Jack Hotel
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lyrics
If there's a book then someone has to number every page
From the time you draw a breath, that's when they start to count your age
First they'll count you up in inches, then they'll count you up in feet
They'll teach you how to count, then they'll put you in the street
And the first thing that you'll learn is how to count how much you own
If you can count to ten, well, then you're good as fully grown
You'll learn to count most everything that passes into view
It's just as natural as the air that passes in and out of you
You'll count the happy couples with their fingers interclasped
And the men who line the gutter with all the other gutter trash
And you will wake up in a cold motel, alone and drenched with sweat
You'll count four and twenty blackbirds drawn in moonlit silhouette
Four and twenty blackbirds drawn in moonlit silhouette
Reflected in the broken motel television set
Something's gonna happen, hasn't even happened yet
Four and twenty blackbirds and you're cold, alone, and wet
You'll fumble for the bedside table's partial cigarette
It only cost a nickel, it's as much as you could get
And the four and twenty traincars as they rattle on down the track
All seem to rattle off the reasons you don't have the things you lack
The moon is like the second hand while the seasons pass the hour
Time's a cruel accountant sitting in some counting tower
With money and hate and love and fate and the weight of your misdeeds
And all the times you've tried and simply failed to succeed
They're counting your alliances and counting your mistakes
And if they give you something they'll keep track of what you take
And you will wake up in a cold motel, alone and drenched with sweat
You're divested of your plenty, you're cold, alone, and wet
Four and twenty blackbirds drawn in moonlit silhouette
Reflected in the ancient motel television set
Something's gonna happen, hasn't even happened yet
Four and twenty blackbirds and you're cold, alone, and wet
One goes to the money, two goes to the show
Kid, they'll gladly sell you tickets if you got enough to go
From the time you draw a breath, that's when they start to count your age
First they'll count you up in inches, then they'll count you up in feet
They'll teach you how to count, then they'll put you in the street
And the first thing that you'll learn is how to count how much you own
If you can count to ten, well, then you're good as fully grown
You'll learn to count most everything that passes into view
It's just as natural as the air that passes in and out of you
You'll count the happy couples with their fingers interclasped
And the men who line the gutter with all the other gutter trash
And you will wake up in a cold motel, alone and drenched with sweat
You'll count four and twenty blackbirds drawn in moonlit silhouette
Four and twenty blackbirds drawn in moonlit silhouette
Reflected in the broken motel television set
Something's gonna happen, hasn't even happened yet
Four and twenty blackbirds and you're cold, alone, and wet
You'll fumble for the bedside table's partial cigarette
It only cost a nickel, it's as much as you could get
And the four and twenty traincars as they rattle on down the track
All seem to rattle off the reasons you don't have the things you lack
The moon is like the second hand while the seasons pass the hour
Time's a cruel accountant sitting in some counting tower
With money and hate and love and fate and the weight of your misdeeds
And all the times you've tried and simply failed to succeed
They're counting your alliances and counting your mistakes
And if they give you something they'll keep track of what you take
And you will wake up in a cold motel, alone and drenched with sweat
You're divested of your plenty, you're cold, alone, and wet
Four and twenty blackbirds drawn in moonlit silhouette
Reflected in the ancient motel television set
Something's gonna happen, hasn't even happened yet
Four and twenty blackbirds and you're cold, alone, and wet
One goes to the money, two goes to the show
Kid, they'll gladly sell you tickets if you got enough to go
credits
from Voices from the Moon,
released May 13, 2016
Günter Voelker: guitar, vocal, mandolin, percussion
Marty Steinhausen: upright, vocal
Joe Salvati: dobro
Josh Rector: violin
featuring
Shaun Sparks: guitar
Dan McCarthy: piano
Sweney Tidball: organ
Günter Voelker: guitar, vocal, mandolin, percussion
Marty Steinhausen: upright, vocal
Joe Salvati: dobro
Josh Rector: violin
featuring
Shaun Sparks: guitar
Dan McCarthy: piano
Sweney Tidball: organ
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Jack Hotel Lincoln, Nebraska
Jack Hotel contains multitudes. A listen to their discography reveals a range that encompasses Ry Cooder and Leo Kottke, Gillian Welch and Townes Van Zandt, Mississippi John Hurt and Etta Baker — but this band is no mere product of its influences. Since their start in 2012, Jack Hotel has proven itself one of the best, and most original, folk acts in the midwest. ... more
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