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Sunset Sunrise
02:58
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Stand on the bridge, over the freeway,
Strip mall signs waiting for their time to shine
Monolith beside me, dark ribbon below
Built for machines, spread out wide to grow
Distant blue giants, forests on their backs,
Ominous and graceful, a bounty and a threat
Will we be sated? Will we get better,
Plodding ever forward, onward into flames?
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Beaverton TC
03:36
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Where do I go when I’m looking to catch the bus to Tualatin?
Where do I go when I’m aiming for the heart of the county known as Washington?
Where must those wayward, west side children go
When they wreck their BMX bikes beside the road?
They’ve got to get on that mass transit
And make a connection at the
Beaverton TC
Those new trains don’t smell too terribly strange
Beaverton TC
Who says the west side is way out of range?
Beaverton TC
Where I know that I’ll be able to find my way home
Beaverton TC
Where can I see all the people shuffling off to work in their sensible shoes,
Doug firs and big box shops, bike paths and concrete lots?
There are some shelters from the pouring rain,
A place of waiting, place of being alive,
A place where strangers deign to congregate
And make a connection at the
[Repeat Chorus]
[Instrumental Break]
[Repeat Chorus]
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Gateway to the east,
Gateway to the airport,
Gateway to downtown,
Hillsboro or Gresham
This transit center’s a gateway
Leading to so many other harder ones,
Rose Quarter or Hollywood,
Lents, Gresham, Clackamas, or Sunset
[Chorus]
No matter how you arrived here,
Bus or train or park and ride, or maybe the bike path,
You will enter the gateway,
Portal to so many Portland ports of import
[Chorus]
You can stay here for a little while,
But arriving means you’re bound to depart
Whate’er your walk of life, you’ve made it here
Just like the office drones, jet setters and dealers
This transit center’s a gateway
Leading to so many other harder ones,
Rose Quarter or Hollywood,
Lents, Gresham, Clackamas, or Sunset
[Chorus]
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Gresham Central in the rain,
A sighing train, the little void inside me
The mountain’s shrouded in the east,
For now at least, there’s nothing else to look for
They took the sofa and the chair,
And raised the fare, there’s nothing to see here
We need a place to go and some way to get there
When this world feels small, but so spread apart
We need a living room, not just the private space
We work all day just to afford
The cold, wet concrete smell is strong,
The wait is long; they cut the service again
The bus I need has gone away,
Another day, another missed connection
I kick a stone off of the curb,
It feels absurd to be so stranded here
[Chorus]
What’s it even for when I walk out of the door
To a million places I don’t belong?
After every inch is owned,
And there’s nowhere left to roam,
Will we realize how much we’ve lost?
[Chorus]
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Clackamas Sunset
03:02
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Mount Scott is shining in the air
Bright light refractions burn away every care
And distant, swaying evergreens
Gaze down upon the mass of motor machines and strip malls
The evening breeze feels like a welcoming embrace,
And soon you’ll get to take off that stupid polo shirt
Maybe you’ll find some time to see friends face to face,
For a night, all the night is yet to come
Mount Scott is shining in the air
Bright light illuminates machines taking fare
The screech and rattle of the tracks,
Anticipation as you see the next MAX train and know
You will not suffer at that counter anymore,
Well at least no more until tomorrow
No mopping grime up off that greasy food court floor,
For a night, for a night it’s in the past
Mount Scott is shining in the air
Nothing to do but sit back, space out and stare
Clack! Clack! Someday, you think, someday
These clacking wheels will carry you far away from here
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Dr. Something Portland
The project of longtime Portland songwriter and multi-instrumentalist Alison Dennis, Dr. Something uses imaginative instrumental and vocal textures alongside humorous, emotionally trenchant lyrics to create engaging chamber pop that blurs the line between art and novelty. ... more
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