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Flatlining on a Beggar's Grave

from West of Zanzibar by Subterranean Howl

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Voices fog amid the spoken midst
Darkness burgles from the eyes and mind
Ask the fair ones where we go from here
Flatlining on a beggar's grave

My son you're born into an age of fire
With window locks and bars on every door
When piece just interrupts the tide of war
Flatlining on a beggar's grave

Lovely ghosts I'll keep for always
Lonely ghosts eternity deepens

I guess we're not the supermen
Now the earth will inherit us
Tell me, How did it come to this?
Flatlining on a beggar's grave

In this bazaar of philosophies
In this carnival of human thought
How did baseness have its way with us?
Flatlining on a beggar's grave

Between simpletons and politics
Between Zion and the desolate
We pitched our tents against death's shadow hills
Flatlining on a beggar's grave

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from West of Zanzibar, released February 18, 2014
Simon Milliman: vox, banjo, slide guitar
Jerrad Nash: drums
Clae Spratt: mandolin, vox
Robin Ziari: accordion
Danelle Dullem: vox
Kyle Bray: trumpet
Merrill Watts: clarinet

Words and Music by: Simon Milliman
Engineered, mixed and mastered by: Simon Milliman

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Subterranean Howl Portland, Oregon

The Subterranean Howl combines dance-worthy beats, epic song writing and other-worldly tones to create their life-affirming music. The band is: Simon Milliman (vox, guitar, bass, keys, harmonica), Jerrad Nash (drums, percussion), Danelle Dullem (Vox, keys). ... more

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