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Two Wounded Birds

from These Golden Threads by Gun Mother

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Oh brothers and sisters, hold on
We are at the edge of the river, hold on
We are at the edge of the river, hold on
Thousand years hasn’t made it much clearer, hold on

As the night is a song
And the morning’s the word
We hold on to ourselves
Like two wounded birds
As the winter was long
And gray as steel or as stone
Until we forgot
To look up when the morning comes

Oh brothers and sisters, hold on
We are at the edge of the river, hold on
We are at the edge of the river, hold on
Thousand years hasn’t made it much clearer, hold on.

As you waited for spring
And counted the days left behind
And the glory of God
Is displayed through a suicide
These men are confused
You said again and again
As we waded in ruin
For the spring once again

But It is our way
Beyond the pail
Where everything’s new
And everything’s well

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from These Golden Threads, released September 11, 2017

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Gun Mother Providence, Rhode Island

A dead-of-winter psych folk outfit who write orchestral and somber songs about circles, mystic rabbits, the resting position of urban birds and other such rituals.

From Boston MA, featuring members of Reverend Glasseye, Brian Carpenter and the Confessions and Ho-Ag

"This is music of considerable substance and depth, played at its best"
The Noise Magazine
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