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Crashing at Corona Lyrics
Wind sure kicked up in the last hour or so
Just as re-entry was close we came tumbling down
Like a falling star over New Mexico
They snowed the crashing at Corona
Threatened the teletype photographed our bodies
They sold the crashing at Corona
As a radar reflector flew us out to Albuquerque
Brass came to the Great Plains with their armored cars jeeps and junk
Took great pains with the remains till they all were inside the crates and trunks
Then the freight was lifted into the bombers' haul
They snowed the crashing at Corona
Interrupted the wire concealed debris
They snowed the crashing at Corona
Said a weather balloon went down out of White Sands Trinity
Rains came plugged the storm drains shame while the 509th bomb grew
Rocket wrecks wind the Bolex days of space age what lie next
Verification of the Kodak test
They snowed the crashing at Corona
Interrupted the wire concealed debris
They snowed the crashing at Corona
Said a weather balloon went down out of White Sands Trinity
Flew us out to Albuquerque
Flew us out to Albuquerque
Flew us out to Albuquerque
White Sands Trinity
Just as re-entry was close we came tumbling down
Like a falling star over New Mexico
Threatened the teletype photographed our bodies
They sold the crashing at Corona
As a radar reflector flew us out to Albuquerque
Took great pains with the remains till they all were inside the crates and trunks
Then the freight was lifted into the bombers' haul
Interrupted the wire concealed debris
They snowed the crashing at Corona
Said a weather balloon went down out of White Sands Trinity
Rocket wrecks wind the Bolex days of space age what lie next
Verification of the Kodak test
Interrupted the wire concealed debris
They snowed the crashing at Corona
Said a weather balloon went down out of White Sands Trinity
Flew us out to Albuquerque
Flew us out to Albuquerque
White Sands Trinity
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Lovely, somber song written from the perspective of an alien.
Wait, what??
Not the usual subject matter from Grant Lee, but a spectacular example of his range. Paul Kimble's production on this is phenomenal - deep, resonant, with an undertone of white noise and crackly radiowaves.
I love how they repeat the last three chords over and over to echo the closing reference to Trinity.