Home of The Brave

by Kory Quinn

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I hear the crying of the hungry in the deserts where they've drifted hear the tortured souls of victims as their life from them is lifted I hear destructive power failing as the fools are falsely hailing the crooked wits of tyrants as they fall I hear the debt of death and blood weighs heavy on our hands as thieves and silver tongues separate us from our land pumping poison in the wells trumping reason where it dwells tied on a tight leash we stared enthralled I hear rebels fight for freedom with their pride as their guide as saviors save the kingdom with their god on their side to protect and serve their masters who profit from grave disaster while we take that long walk to the wailing wall I hear the cheated mislead youth are betting futures on degrees and cling to leaning learning like a plank that's lost at sea then pushed to medications when they can't recite quotations to professors who stalk those hallowed halls I hear the split of tearing pages and the roar of burning paper All our gains and acquisitions have turned to air and ash and vapor And the rattle of our shackles beats our marching to the battle and we'll sing where stand or where we crawl I hear the tender words of children pleading out for some guidance I hear the gentle wind that blows all our answers in its silence And the time that’s quickly changing states the orders needs rearranging take your places at the table when your called So while they hide behind their gates with your money and your power I hear the truth echo loud in the rubble of their towers I hear that leaders quit their lying, I hear babies quit their crying I hear soldiers quit their dying one and all
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i began to sigh when i saw the eastern sky all quiet on the front the wind blew slow where the grass don't grow battle's are lost not won all throughout one lonely night with my comrades near at hand i had seen within a lively dream that everyone was man i grabbed my gun as the war bells rung i quickly rose to the task to the trench go i where we would all lie each face had become a mask oh the cannon fire so into the mire blind from the smoky haze the sun did rise across my eyes evening had passed away the bright glare of the horns did share the sound of the charge with us in double time our feet did ride ash to ash and dust to dust some dropped their guns each one by one just a part of desolate few in their tracks and along their backs taken in by the foggy dew on and on we drove on the trench now so close i can't breathe i stumbled and fell from heaven to hell this was my last chance to leave my fate was true as i came to alive but where shall i stand there were broken tongues while foreign songs sung me to rise and kiss its hand now i'm a traitor not his nor hers my own colors won't fly again such lofty praise on my soul did weigh unlike those empty men here i am with my dagger in hand it touched my skin and then drew some blood to my throat i let the blade roll it dragged me down to the mud i drew to the end my hopes i do send to those who have fought in a fight be ready to win and begin yet again to prove god is on your side but if you lose to find that life is cruel get on with it and be gone here's the thing with chess and king's a pawn is just a pawn
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you know you days are fading and its time for your candle light to shine but the path you came here by is over grown with weed and with vines there’s no use goin back no one to take the blame you gotta forge ahead and leave behind your shame your past it lays in waiting with each flicker of your flame you know the ones you love will all be gone in their due time so hold your next of kin so close there’s almost no warning signs there’s no use splitting hairs when your bell chimes come to claim cause you chased your whole life for false fortune and fame your deathbed lays in waiting with each flicker of your flame you know you’re lonely when midnight shadows are your best friends you embrace them for their empty strength over and over again there’s no use turning coat if life is but a game your (re)semblance she’s a faithless reckless fickle dame your heartache lays waiting with each flicker of your flame you know your ways are weary and a needed change is at hand you can’t rest your finger on it but each moment’s lost in a grain of sand there’s no use facing facts when truth is what you fain so keep your head laid low like walking in the rain your vanity lays waiting with each flicker of your flame you know your rules of thought are wrought in lust and in greed there seems to be a nightmarish dream played out just for your needs there’s no use hunting ghosts through broken window-panes so take your fear and anger and cast them to the drain your revival lays in waiting with each flicker of your flame you know all lessons learned once earned were burned in the past spurred on by agitators defending parades of outcasts there’s no use restraining what just can’t be chained when you’ve got nothing to lose you have everything to gain your freedom lays in waiting with each flicker of your flame you know your troubles and trials will leave you with one simple choice to let the darkness seep within which will silence your only voice or push away the pain and touch to turn the page chase the light thats dawning upon your coming days your future lays in waiting with each flicker of your flame
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released October 20, 2020

Packy Lundholm - Piano/Vox
Steve Kerin - Organ
Lewi Longmire - Bass
Taylor Kingman - Lead Guitar
David Lipkind - Harmonica/Vox
Megan Letts - Vox
Jay Cobb Anderson - Vox
Ben Nugent - Drums
Jimi Bott - Percussion
Kivett Bednar - Vox
Bart Budwig - Trumpet
Paul Brainard - Trumpet/Pedal Steel
LaRhonda Steele - Vox
Dan Berkery - Vox
Elwood Haney - Vox
Ren Patrick - Vox
Pat McKillen - Vox
Nathional Warren - Vox
Elizabeth Nicholson - Harp
Skip von Kuske - Cello
Bob Soper - Fiddle
Lauren Bihr - Vox
Brian Wilke - Pedal Steel

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Kory Quinn Houston, Texas

A revelation! The steady pendulum of a land oil rig. He is tapped inspiration. Swinging twixt misery & pride. With uncanny awareness, he knows the exact point where two disparate paradigms collide. He speaks of our reliance on fossil fuels, corrupt political leaders, and fear. The perfect rallying cry for humanity from the heart of a working man. ... more

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