- Psychedelico - Minneapolis
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****HOUSE at FOOT of the RISING RUN****
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To The Melody of the Animals Version of the
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*********House of the Rising Sun**************
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In death to Micah True; In life to Maria Walton
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There was, a man, called Micah,
He was, and was surnamed True,
He moooooved his life to Tarahumaran lands,
Convinced he'd live just as they Do......
Now Micah.....Had no children,
Great and Sad, all rolled up into one....
Great that Widow, Maria's, allowed to grieve without faking brave for their kids,
But sad they'll never have no girls nor sons......
He'd ruuuuuun through hellacious terrain,
but his own race, he never quite won,
But the Sierra
Madre's roads and trails enthralled that boy,
And he paid with his life when it was all done........
Hereeere, coooomes, that Horse of White,
Oh Caballerrrrro Blanco's bare hoofs flew,
Downstream kindred souls raced, and before long, they were faced,
a friend who'd died on his own terms, named Micah True.....
His heart stopped, during a run break .
Amongst some trees, and there died, Micah True,
Maria, How I weep for you and your still-fresh wound of raw grief,
I hope some day again you'll be with, Micah True.
Lord knows I wish there was more I could do......
Lord knows I wish there was more I could do......
"When the message is of truth, peace, beauty and love, we will always have the strength to find our way home, on this, our beautiful Mother Earth". |
