The Banjo Is Not the Hazard (Klingon Duet)

Wasi River Bluegrass / BridgeIncluded.ca

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(Her voice)
"Then what is?" (My voice) "Upstream, farther back,
where the plan went crooked on the first rough track."
"You mean the tune?" "No, look again,
it’s the map they drew with a coffee stain."

[Pre-Chorus]
(Him)
Who signed off fast?
Who skipped the walk?
(Her)
Who called it strong
in warrior talk?

[Chorus]
(Him)
The banjo is not the hazard, joq, it only tells you where you are
(Her)
Look upstream for the loose old bolts and downstream for the scar
(Together)
The banjo is not the hazard, joq, it only tells you where you are
Look upstream for the loose old bolts and downstream for the scar

[Verse 2]
(Them)
They said, "That squeal will make men jump."
(Him)
I said, "A missed guard will do that, and then some."
(Her)
They said, "That song throws blame like pain."
I said, "So does a night shift split by rain."

(Her)
Fatigue had teeth by the end of the run,
(Him)
and the radio cracked like a bad day drum.
(Her)
One hand said "wait," one voice said "go,"
(Together)
and a third got lost in the white road snow.

[Pre-Chorus]
(Her)
Who was tired?
Who was late?
(Him)
Who let the warning
come too great?

[Verse 3]
(Him)
Out by the bridge deck near the Wasi River,
(Her)
morning frost bit steel till the beams would shiver.
(Him)
Permit rushed in before the kettle cooled,
(Her)
with three marks checked and two more fooled.

(Her)
Somebody reached for an easy name
(Him)
to scratch in the box and dull the shame.
(Her)
I said, "If you need one word for the door,
(Together)
write ‘hurry’ there, and nothing more."

[Bridge]
(Together)
On the deck by the Wasi, with the river below,
the honest wind told what we both now know:
a name is cheap when the facts run thin,
and blame gets loud when the truth storms in.
(Her)
So slow it down, let the controls stand tall,
(Him)
don’t lay on one lone player the weight of it all.

[Chorus]
(Her)
The banjo is not the hazard, joq, it only tells you where you are
(Him)
Look upstream for the loose old bolts and downstream for the scar
(Together)
The banjo is not the hazard, joq, it only tells you where you are
Look upstream for the loose old bolts and downstream for the scar

[Outro]
(Together)
So check the plan, check the guard, check the line,
check the tired hands and the rushed-in time.
(Her)
The tune can ring, and warriors can, too:
(Him)
we mend what failed, and we tell it true.
(Together)
The tune can ring, and the truth can, too:
we mend what failed, and we tell it true.

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[Verse 1] The chair said, "Boys, it's loud and bright, that Klingon’s roar could start a barroom fight." I wiped my hands on a shop rag clean, said, "You can blame her growl, but that ain’t the scene." (Her voice) "Then what is?" (My voice) "Upstream, farther back, where the plan went crooked on the first rough track." "You mean the tune?" "No, look again, it’s the map they drew with a coffee stain." [Pre-Chorus] (Him) Who signed off fast? Who skipped the walk? (Her) Who called it strong in warrior talk? [Chorus] (Him) The banjo is not the hazard, joq, it only tells you where you are (Her) Look upstream for the loose old bolts and downstream for the scar (Together) The banjo is not the hazard, joq, it only tells you where you are Look upstream for the loose old bolts and downstream for the scar [Verse 2] (Them) They said, "That squeal will make men jump." (Him) I said, "A missed guard will do that, and then some." (Her) They said, "That song throws blame like pain." I said, "So does a night shift split by rain." (Her) Fatigue had teeth by the end of the run, (Him) and the radio cracked like a bad day drum. (Her) One hand said "wait," one voice said "go," (Together) and a third got lost in the white road snow. [Pre-Chorus] (Her) Who was tired? Who was late? (Him) Who let the warning come too great? [Chorus] (Him) The banjo is not the hazard, joq, it only tells you where you are (Her) Look upstream for the loose old bolts and downstream for the scar (Together) The banjo is not the hazard, joq, it only tells you where you are Look upstream for the loose old bolts and downstream for the scar [Verse 3] (Him) Out by the bridge deck near the Wasi River, (Her) morning frost bit steel till the beams would shiver. (Him) Permit rushed in before the kettle cooled, (Her) with three marks checked and two more fooled. (Her) Somebody reached for an easy name (Him) to scratch in the box and dull the shame. (Her) I said, "If you need one word for the door, (Together) write ‘hurry’ there, and nothing more." [Bridge] (Together) On the deck by the Wasi, with the river below, the honest wind told what we both now know: a name is cheap when the facts run thin, and blame gets loud when the truth storms in. (Her) So slow it down, let the controls stand tall, (Him) don’t lay on one lone player the weight of it all. [Chorus] (Her) The banjo is not the hazard, joq, it only tells you where you are (Him) Look upstream for the loose old bolts and downstream for the scar (Together) The banjo is not the hazard, joq, it only tells you where you are Look upstream for the loose old bolts and downstream for the scar [Outro] (Together) So check the plan, check the guard, check the line, check the tired hands and the rushed-in time. (Her) The tune can ring, and warriors can, too: (Him) we mend what failed, and we tell it true. (Together) The tune can ring, and the truth can, too: we mend what failed, and we tell it true.

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