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Singing Into Darkness (Expanded Edition)

by Hataałii

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1.
I might try: Canyon Kelly in the bathroom shaking Miss the point and foul out at breakfast brine your shoes nice and tasty a sullen meal with a side of heartbreak But you leave the meal Ludwig van and the salt shakers and you eat the sun and greet the ready-made action takers they fill the streets free labor pop a pill and bring your game Tucson steady Chinle shame Duck down, turn around The political game and you see behind the eyes of the soldier The haze The whole rage Lying in the darkness plotting And when your stomping grounds are no longer shining you look to grace and hear her whining
2.
Damn, Nothing's worthy The flame has gone And I saw your son And I know my worthy Jesus help me! Crawl out of your hole, girl A scholarship for sale I might as well And the bathroom aching for the party And the principle has no one left to wipe So laugh out loud Scream, shout!
3.
For Liquor 02:48
Can you show me a little more See the shore line Where it crashed years ago The rumble shook the plain Hats off to your garden fame and the nitwit pokes at her name And they cry for liquor Out on a greasy morning the driest jawn rides his way To be skinned alive by preachers But no worry, A shallow shade shall cool this fool into believing that Alaska is simply Just too far away And the nightmare ensues to resurrect each and every one of us in our greasy greatness And your sister is strong And leeway is damned for sure
4.
A glow A shallow hole in your eye And darkness darkness rose just to get well-dressed to look his best To impress Beethoven and lilac girls who crawl together Laughing matters and shooting stars Passer-byers and whipping cars And then the story of Francisco shot away by the unholy jester Who in his eyes, didn't seem to care Your age-old stone breaks apart somewhere By the child whose mother has lost her hair to our great defeat limping up the stairs
5.
Brown focus Kneeling stoking hot coals Hanging around starlight prisms Cacti abundant But I don't mind the work Or fire me into the sea Crowded out corduroy sacred siege Highways all too nasty Bellows out his fantasies And a soul is lost far beyond the tombstone when simple Sam and his eternal reward are struck down by the silver sword An event all too far to grasp For easy Steve and the highway cast Highway 66 levels out at G-Town breakfast And your little friend with the short sleeved strain tries too hard at the waitresses pains An old tale from the male rain days But now stopping in for chili dog and rain-stained asphalt Got to make the movie on time for fall weather and great divine
6.
Good evening my people do not fear, Your states are here Listen up everybody Ninety miles of Africa swinging unnoticed by the patriots at the movie theatre snacking And now the days go by And the hours are grim The minutes fly And nobody wins So blow off your steam you lean mean hastiin A knockoff dirty deadbeat teen Yup yup And now leaves fall like the yellow ambush The point taken and made into a blockbuster movie And all the people say We're on our way So no flooding today in great Piñon Arizona Manchester And our eyes are still searching for the soldiers in their flower houses at bay And the students crawl on beheaded scams So what will we do? We'll show them how it's done Like boiling water gone wrong Like miracles flown by they still sing their song
7.
Tsaile southbound Little long road wrap around Athabaska foaming Mighty plains groaning And I have no mercy for heavyweight John Wayne and happy birthdays Call it Sunday Mind numbing coal burning Sunday Underneath the dark pines old dry cantaloupe rinds The crimson red burning Growing Roaming It's hungry for highway darkness Brain howling Blood pumping
8.
Come here baby Ooh, baby I'm the bank And I'm your wife Cash me out Cash me in Council delegate washed out washed up Steel truck Hay day I'm the bank I'm your wife Cash me out Cash me in I'm the bank And I'm your wife Cash me out Cash me in I'm a win the sexy lady for the win Creeping out in my jeans Voted for you now, let me in
9.
And it all happened too quickly With your shoe stain showing beyond breath witnessed And our carpool growing And the half-breed shakes it off to reveal the bony exit out into his two-fold cemetery that which outweighs science A narcissist's clamored theories They're just a pain in Popejoy's hand But you couldn't say it behind backstreet boy's lady
10.
Once More 02:48
Liquid blood creaming down the sidewalk and into hardware stores And my cottonwood paradise has shifted into Hollywood enterprise And my spirit is still cottonmouth shine But you still don't see it First world insects swarm once more Some shadow figure glazed my room and I assume I assume you've got some place to be Some hotshot embassy And they'll still want more A blinding light shines on the crystal door
11.
What will thanksgiving bring to me, the table? Everyone crawling in disguise feathers up casting shadows The movements slowly moving Marches breathing As February marches in the game Whispers my name Her thunder rolling The path upside down looking up to us in our small town aching Fear blistered You missed your stop Quake in fury hath the stoplight shown to protest you and your quarry The muscles outweigh fame and hang America But we're down south now Reminiscing of blowjobs and Seven eleven For about twenty years I'd say Unravel bright decay A standing ovation A full applause
12.
Double Doors 09:58
Those double doors Open up those double doors Let the mob on through Let the mob on through They all come in pouring through Are you going to Are you going through Are you headed to Steamboat Valley in your cage Are you going to Are headed through I seen a crystal valley I seen a crimson valley I just might stop on by I just might stop on by Take me out to Monument valley Take me out Monument valley Touch me in your tourist mind Touch me in your cargo shorts Touch me in your tourist mind Lead me back to the hive Take me back to your hive
13.
Louder they scramble the streets an audience tramples to make way for the meat parade all screaming neatly some standing cheaply and the hunks of physics our invisible critics rock your minds they pour it on grapevines they'll pull you to their side for the civil war at the end of time you rose as a statement to fill the cup you shot it down and built it up with your left hand and a stone brick for a head a shopkeeper and his dreads motel maid and her furious shade they say that god made what we walk but I think he forgot to walk his talk and when I look to the wars and the nighttime haunts I'll take what I've heard with a grain of salt and the beauty of it never really did seem to fit
14.
Horse Song 02:20
You shone on fighting the war clobbering junk mail concealing your vigor behind the gay shower curtain blame grows bigger might meet the wife the husband the coal mine lay dusty in ruin folding under hot pressure America winning because we eat eggs for breakfast lasting might turning suicidal forging iced coffee
15.
16.
Good evening my people do not fear, Your states are here Listen up everybody Ninety miles of Africa swinging unnoticed by the patriots at the movie theatre snacking And now the days go by And the hours are grim The minutes fly And nobody wins So blow off your steam you lean mean hastiin A knockoff dirty deadbeat teen Yup yup And now leaves fall like the yellow ambush The point taken and made into a blockbuster movie And all the people say We're on our way So no flooding today in great Piñon Arizona Manchester And our eyes are still searching for the soldiers in their flower houses at bay And the students crawl on beheaded scams So what will we do? We'll show them how it's done Like boiling water gone wrong Like miracles flown by they still sing their song
17.
And it all happened too quickly With your shoe stain showing beyond breath witnessed And our carpool growing And the half-breed shakes it off to reveal the bony exit out into his two-fold cemetery that which outweighs science A narcissist's clamored theories They're just a pain in Popejoy's hand But you couldn't say it behind backstreet boy's lady
18.
Can you show me a little more See the shore line Where it crashed years ago The rumble shook the plain Hats off to your garden fame and the nitwit pokes at her name And they cry for liquor Out on a greasy morning the driest jawn rides his way To be skinned alive by preachers But no worry, A shallow shade shall cool this fool into believing that Alaska is simply Just too far away And the nightmare ensues to resurrect each and every one of us in our greasy greatness And your sister is strong And leeway is damned for sure
19.
Brown focus Kneeling stoking hot coals Hanging around starlight prisms Cacti abundant But I don't mind the work Or fire me into the sea Crowded out corduroy sacred siege Highways all too nasty Bellows out his fantasies And a soul is lost far beyond the tombstone when simple Sam and his eternal reward are struck down by the silver sword An event all too far to grasp For easy Steve and the highway cast Highway 66 levels out at G-Town breakfast And your little friend with the short sleeved strain tries too hard at the waitresses pains An old tale from the male rain days But now stopping in for chili dog and rain-stained asphalt Got to make the movie on time for fall weather and great divine
20.
Tsaile southbound Little long road wrap around Athabaska foaming Mighty plains groaning And I have no mercy for heavyweight John Wayne and happy birthdays Call it Sunday Mind numbing coal burning Sunday Underneath the dark pines old dry cantaloupe rinds The crimson red burning Growing Roaming It's hungry for highway darkness Brain howling Blood pumping

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released November 1, 2023

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Hataałii Window Rock, Arizona

Hataałiinez Wheeler is a very modern kind of crooner: a pensive, deep-voiced troubadour whose serene surf-country songs tap into the hope and despondency of a new generation. The music he makes as Hataałii — a Navajo term that means ‘to sing’, a fitting diminutive of his given name — is at turns witty and world-weary, sunny but endearingly solipsistic. ... more

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