father please don't be a stranger to me
you've known me since i was a little unwashed heathen
you know i never thought that i'd be a thief
but have you seen the sun falling through those leaves?
i never thought of sin i never thought of hell
i thought that god wouldn't mind sharing his apples
i come here every sunday
or at least i used to
that was before i knew
the lure of gasoline but
please know how much i miss you
please know how much i miss you
please know how much i miss you
please know how much i miss you
i know that john never swam the rems
he never saw the way that she moves
he'll never know my sense of speed
and i'll never be lost, lost in greece
but i think i know
exactly how he felt
i know what it's like
to be beloved
and you know when i'm gone I'll miss these black woods
and when I'm shoveling through six feet of snow
i'll think of your church wavering in the summer
before the bombs dropped when i was a son of thunder
please know how much i miss you
please know how much i miss you
please know how much i miss you
please know how much i miss you
An ambitious cross-genre journey from the Richmond Avant Improv Collective, who bring in 17 (!) guest musicians to fill out their vision. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 12, 2021