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If I was a new man, awake and well spoken. The yard began to flood, but the sky was still open. I would write down a song, a song of sorrow or of passion. The barn owl's watching. The neighbors were praying. So we took to the road with a trunk full of bones. My gun was not lowered. Blood was painted on stone. My mouth had a sweet tooth. The seagull stayed grounded in the garden by the ruins. Let the current sweep us home.

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from The Cottage, The Creek & The Spirit, released December 18, 2015

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Mountain Babies Port Huron, Michigan

"There's something elemental about it all, like the first deep breath after an inclined climb, when the trees come to a clearing and you see a river, pure, untouched, secret almost... There's also something escapist about it; these tunes are elixirs, daydreams, salves and sweet rejuvenation's." - Jeff Milo ... more

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