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Kings, Priests, and Aspirations

from The Sun Swings Low by Owen Monroy

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I looked around as they screamed bring that man down
He’s never died but he’s heard the sound
They chose my fate when I screamed to hell with the state
Its kings, priests, and aspirations

When the sun swings low you’re a widow
What the train pulls slow can’t be furlough ed
You’re a fire that’s not been drowned
you burn without a sound
But you’re a hopeful soul I’ve found

Their failing grace has left its trace
On the backs of years and generations
But their freedom is late and hope can hate
The minds who brew discrimination

If their minds are safe then they’re all wraiths
Who reap the hearts of deliberation
And who dares stop the blades that crop
The wings of a dangerous revelation

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from The Sun Swings Low, released January 17, 2011
Guitar/Vocal - Owen Monroy
Upright Bass - Will Lovell
Pedal Steel - Brent Dreiling
Drums - Brian Thurber
Pump Organ/BGV - Glade Sowards

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