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Night slips away in the morning mist
Pale light in the east
In this new day rising will you be just?

Or Just be...

We're all just racing towards the sun
Chasing our prey until we're done
We're all just praying to the son
Chasing out words till they become

Our machines will cleanse your blood of life
And drain it away
No room for god or fairytales, not these days

We're all just racing 'round the sun
Chasing our prey until we're done
We're all just praying to the son
Chasing our words till they become

Always running out of time these days
But never in
As below as above as above as below
Again begin

We're all just racing round the sun
Chasing our prey until we come
We're all just praying to the son
Chasing our words till they become

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from To The Earth (Volume IV, Estival), released June 21, 2017

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Six string dream slinging musical maestro, teller of tall tales and short stories, social media soliloquist, blues shouter, country crooner Rocknroll raconteur and avant folk rambler, pint quaffer, shot shooter, foot stomper, soul singer, rain bringer, and left fingered proletariat provocateur. ... more

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