Plymouth Rock

tuwaitha on a moonless night
 blacked out, except for the street fires
 my first raid, made up like a shawnee brave,
 I even had my head shaved
 when we jumped off the deck
 white bullets tore right through my neck
 I lost the reason
 I lost the reason I'm here
 grabbed my throat, heart pumped blood flow
 until my clothes were crimson soaked
 body was wet, collapsing down
 I lay there as the guns blazed around
 sew me up again
 get me out of here
 I lost the reason
 I lost the reason I'm here
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 jv: acoustic and electric guitar, arp odyssey, rhodes
 alex decarville: drums
 john hofer: drums
 scott solter: acoustic, electric, and ebowed guitar,
 percussion, boxharp, tape manipulation, landscapes