Come, come away, have you missed the long time coming?
Do you reckon with the morning?
Are you breathing with the moon?
Remember being young, before we scarred our wounds with armor
and like secret boys we wandered into valleys of the tombs.
Take it down, I don’t want to see the hate no more,
the killings of the poor and the Truth.
I want to see a borderless peace,
the end of the police,
the abolition of prison slavery.
The smokey mountains blue,
the breathing eye of Truth
what’s keeping me from you.
the people in the news
the genius of the youth
The one sent to truly love you.
Speak your old tongue, tell the masses what they’re missing
fill the spaces with their blessings, hold his hand through metal bars
Tempt their old ways, rise above the crowd, start laughing
smile as everyone starts asking
hold the hand through metal bars.
Take it down, I don’t want to see the hate no more,
the empire, and the wars in the news
I want to see the breaking of the wall, as the nation starts to fall
the bursting heart of revolution
a cry in the night
and old dove taking flight
singing one, singing all, singing with you
singing with you.
British folk musician Tom Nash built these delicate and moving songs around a broken harmonium, allowing its limitations to open up worlds. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 12, 2021
Lonnie Holley's first new album since 2018 sees the "cosmic Southerner" blues, jazz, and folk artist reflect on hardship and triumph. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 10, 2023