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from Kicking Television: Live in Chicago.
Tweedy:
"A rock concert is 'kicking television.' If you're out of the house and with a bunch of people enjoying something together, that's kicking television to me. I don't think very many people, myself included, will ever kick television cold turkey, but I certainly think more people should be aware of what it's doing to them."
Right on!
This two-disc set features material from Yankee Hotel Foxtrot (2001) and A Ghost Is Born (2004), where this track first appeared.
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His goal in life was to be a nickel
Riding alone, town and town, toll after toll
A fixed bayonet through the great southwest to forget her
She appears in his dreams
But in his car and in his arms
A dream could mean anything
A cheap sunset on a television set can upset her
But he never could
Remember to remember me
Standing still in your past
Floating fast like a hummingbird
His goal in life was to be an echo
The type of sound that floats around
And then back down like a feather
But in the deep chrome canyons of the loudest Manhattans
No one could hear him
Or anything
So he slept on a mountain
In a sleeping bag underneath the stars
He would lie awake and count them
The gray fountain spray of the great Milky Way
Would never let him die alone
Remember to remember me
Standing still in your past
Floating fast like a hummingbird
A hummingbird
Riding alone, town and town, toll after toll
A fixed bayonet through the great southwest to forget her
She appears in his dreams
But in his car and in his arms
A dream could mean anything
A cheap sunset on a television set can upset her
But he never could
Remember to remember me
Standing still in your past
Floating fast like a hummingbird
His goal in life was to be an echo
The type of sound that floats around
And then back down like a feather
But in the deep chrome canyons of the loudest Manhattans
No one could hear him
Or anything
So he slept on a mountain
In a sleeping bag underneath the stars
He would lie awake and count them
The gray fountain spray of the great Milky Way
Would never let him die alone
Remember to remember me
Standing still in your past
Floating fast like a hummingbird
A hummingbird
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