Winterset

(Steven LaFollette)

This is the story of a brother and sister running for a new life in a new place and leaving behind them a broken home. The story swings back and forth between the reality of their getaway as an almost fairytale, and the reality of the two of them leaving on a train. A song of hope and the human experience through a Mark Twain-type narrative.

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Verse: Brother please tell me a story in hopes that my hands will stop shaking Sister we're far from home and the demons that daddy's been drinking Mama quit throwing the china and daddy breaks down in the kitchen There's a rooster that calls to the oncoming down And we'll sing to the morning a lullaby song As it dreams the moment away Verse: Dreamily speaking in tangents in shade of our trampoline Hoping the innocence holds as reality peeks through the screen Hiding in Holliwell Bridge at the end of our make believe scene There's a monster that chases where no one dare go And he's taking our fears and he'll curse them below to the river delta Chorus: So take your sins take your pain We will send them on this train As we stand at the edge of the night All the lights on the street Casting shadows on your feet And the ghosts as they hide in the leaves On the rails as we run To that old Midwestern sun Then to play in the taconite hills Verse: Sister Please close your eyes as the old oil lantern burns weaker Imagine a new little town, you're a movie star I'll be a preacher Till then rest your head little child on the window sill next to the speaker There's a heavenly hosts with the wind in their wings And they’re holding their candles in chorus they'll sing Halleluiah

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