Odes to MARTA — chunk 4 (E-W + re-rolls) · Track 11 · middle
Indian Creek
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Lyrics
[Intro — instrumental only, no vocals] [a gate creaks on its hinge over a soft bed of the world's drums; the beat builds] [Instrumental build — still no singing, let the groove settle in] [Instrumental — the creak and the world-drums carry it alone] [Verse 1 — vocals enter at last] End of the line where the whole world lands, Clarkston welcome with a hundred hands; creak the gate, let the threshold sing, Indian Creek where the new lives begin. [Chorus] Indian Creek, Indian Creek, creak and drum, the most diverse mile where the welcomed come; creak, creak, creak, let the whole world in, the end of the line where the worlds begin. [Verse 2] A thousand homelands on a single street, the drums of the planet keeping the beat; every creak a door to a brand-new day, Indian Creek at the end of the way. [Chorus] Indian Creek, Indian Creek, creak and drum, the most diverse mile where the welcomed come; creak, creak, creak, let the whole world in, the end of the line where the worlds begin. [Outro — vocals stop here] [Instrumental — the creaking gate rides out alone, no more singing] [Long instrumental outro — the groove fades slowly all the way down to silence]