There’s talk, says Illinois 

There’s always talk, says Alaska 

There’s talk on the east wind, says Illinois 

Talk about what? says South Dakota, says Kansas, says Arkansas 

Something’s rising in the clouds, says Michigan 

The corn’s point­ing east, says Ohio 

Too noisy, New York says, can’t tell 

East, yes, says Con­necti­cut, I’m sure 

It’s Down East alright, says Massachusetts 

It’s here, says Maine 

Bells, no, sirens 

What? says Texas 

Here Here? says Virginia 

No, here. Wish it wasn’t, says Maine 

But sure as the tides 

Sure as logs in the Penobscot 

Speak up, says Oregon 

What is it? says Kentucky 

Can’t tell, says Maine 

Sea’s churned up 

Leaves are rustling 

Wait, there it is Sirens Tears in the Androscoggin 

Those, says Mississippi 

Maybe it ain’t, says Texas 

Heard’em two decades ago, says Colorado 

Fibs, says Maine 

Can’t believe it 

Think you’re any dif­fer­ent? says Alabama 

It’s sad talk, says Maine, bad talk 

Not worth repeatin’ 

Wish it was the Rhine again, I do 

I don’t

Digame, says California. 

Maybe they’ll listen now, says Louisiana 

Say it proper, says Connecticut 

Out with it, says New Hamp­shire, I’ll pick your pota­toes, I’ll fish your traps 

Gather we’re stove up, says Maine 

Shots near the Twins 

18 gone, maybe more 

Tears in the Androscog­gin, and it’s runnin’ high 

So, says Alabama. 

That Sién­tate, says Florida 

Can’t, says Maine. Need to stand 

Gotta pace it out. Figure it out 

Can’t be done, says Illinois 

Just because it hasn’t been done, 

don’t mean it can’t be done, says Maine 

Don’t get it, says North Dakota, says Wyoming 

Start­ing to, says Vermont 

Maybe, if we do it, says Maine 

We’ve got to hunt, says New Hampshire 

So hunt, says Maine 

We’ve got to defend our­selves, says Texas 

Told you, says Illinois 

We’ve got rights, says West Virginia 

To live, says small voices from above, from high­chairs, from playgrounds 

This is the land of the free, says Idaho 

With freedom comes respon­si­bil­i­ty, says New York, says New Jersey, says Arizona 

Here, here, says Vir­ginia, says Pennsylvania 

Have we earned it? says Nebraska 

We could wait, says Kansas 

Been waitin’, says Con­necti­cut, says Cal­i­for­nia, says Col­orado, says Wash­ing­ton, says Ken­tucky, says Florida 

They’re dying at the black­boards, eating dinner, hitting spares and strikes, says Maine 

Lis­ten­ing to music, says Nevada, what are the odds 

Under their desks, says Texas 

Our own blood in the mountains, 

On the shores, In the valleys and fields, 

Jesus, sea to shining sea, says Wyoming 

It’s time, says Maine 

We’ll do it first 

Just follow the winds 

Coming from the north 

The sun from the east 

For the tears in the Androscog­gin, says Rhode Island 

For the tears in the Platte, the Con­necti­cut, and the Mis­sis­sip­pi, too 

Can’t wait any longer, says Maine 

Don’t wait, says Utah 

Togeth­er, says Oregon 

Sure as logs in the Penob­scot, says Maine 

Sure as the tides.