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Between the Devil and the ocean
he draws a cigarette from the pack
He thinks with one last Camel
he can fake a lack of emotion
He was cold as the ocean
He was slow as Manassas in ’62
The troops wore camel coats, worn right though
the civil talk all afternoon

Eyebrows raised like a court reporter’s
amazed a razor stays upon its track
He knows his memory is short
but the straw he’s drawn is shorter
He was cold as a razor
He was bold, he was clever and never fooled
Lever pulled when he swore knew
when to stop, when to let it stew

Memory and ocean air
against a sea of seashell soldiers
standing shoulder bare to shoulder
I swear it all came down to splitting trigger hairs
I swear... he was cold on the trigger—
He could hold on forever or see it though
but bit by bit there was more to chew
‘till he lost the war and caught the flu

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from Jeff Mellin Saves The World, Part 2we, released January 1, 1999

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