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Grandma’s grandma wrote in a volume of her notes
That city life was wearing her down
The year was ’52, and the telegraph was new,
And she longed for less than what she’d found

The family headed west on that age-old dreamer’s quest
Looking for a little space and time
The year was ’94, and the frontier was no more,
Still they found no mercy from the grind

Pushing forward, looking back through the clouds
Taking your word this is worth what we’re layin’ out

Some went off to war, some would hold the door,
Some would try to take it as it came
By the year of ’69 we had got the moon in line,
But we held few answers to our name

From the gates of Babylon to the shores of Walden Pond
We build it out and wish to run away
The years will come and go, and the years will let us know
That for all we age we stay the same

The years will come and go, and the years will let us know
That for all we age we stay the same

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from Pushing Forward, released October 29, 2020

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Wes Weddell Seattle, Washington

For the past twenty years, Wes Weddell has worked multiple shifts in the engine room of Seattle’s roots music scene as frontman, sideman, writer, teacher, and community-builder. "Always heartfelt and well-constructed" ("Seattle Weekly"), listeners have come to expect Weddell's songs to "speak for themselves" ("No Depression"). ... more

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