Twenty First Century Folk Songs

We walked for forty blocks to the middle of the place we heard where everything would be.
And there were barricades to keep us off the street.
But the crowd kept pushing forward 'til they swallowed the police.
They went wild...

We left before the dust had time to settle.
And all the broken glass swept off the avenue.
All the way home held your camera like a Bible, just wishing so bad that it held some kind of truth.
And I stood nervous next to you in the dark room.
You drop the paper in the water and it all begins to bloom.

That's Bright Eyes (AKA Conor Oberst) - lovely lyrics from "Old Soul Song (For The New World Order)" off his new album I'm Wide Awake, It's Morning. Folks have been comparing this young whippersnapper to Dylan for years now. Stacks of MP3s and videos on the Saddle Creek site.