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of
the
Day
Indigo
Girls
Fans
"Findlay,
Ohio
1968"
Findlay
Ohio,
1968,
poking
hot
tar
bubbles
With
a
stick
on
the
driveway
Grammy's
a
Republican,
Nixon
is
her
man
In
2 years
time,
Ohio
will
be
up
in
flames
I
like
the
smell
of
the
trash
and
leaves
Burning
in
the
cans
Roger
is
the
boy
next
door
he's
a
wanderer,
he
starts
With
his
hands...
Cathy's
the
outcast
we're
nice
but
we
steer
clear
Everyone
says
watch
out
for
her
mom
The
word
is
she's
crazy
she's
always
drinking
beer
Cathy's
dad
never
came
back
from
Vietnam
I
like
the
smell
of
the
trash
and
leaves
burning
in
the
cans
Roger
is
the
boy
next
door
he's
a
wanderer
He
starts
by
holding
my
hand
Scared,
curious,
raised
up
nice,
but
furious
What
happens
to
a
fence-scaling
girl
If
you
catch
your
pants
on
top,
first
you're
stuck
and
then
you
drop
You'll
look
back
and
first
you
feel
the
thrill
And
then...
I
wasn't
into
poetry,
but
Sexton
changed
all
that
"The
awful
Rowing"
past
in
tow
and
sinking
slowly
Listless
and
listing
the
things
that
I
leave
behind,
So
unkind,
the
pull
of
history
We
drove
in
a
station
wagon,
wheels
soft
slapping
Trenton
on
the
turnpike
The
smell
of
the
refineries
rushes
back
to
me
And
how
I
loved
the
lights
Scared
but
curious,
raised
up
right
but
furious
What
happens
to
a
fence-scaling
girl
If
you
catch
your
pants
on
top,
first
you're
stuck
and
then
you
drop
You'll
look
back
and
first
you'll
feel
the
thrill
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