Music/Lyrics: Chris Sohre




These are the sounds
Crackling coals and ticking clocks
Waves of wind on clear crisp afternoon

Animal prints blemish the snow
A hollow drama played hours ago
Sun's slipping under the pain
Say goodbye to the day again

I gaze to the red-orange ball
As it slides behind cool black metal crane
And wonder 
The reasons why lives are hung in petty balance
Why?
What selfish profit justifies this?

Storm window rattles a chilling song
Echoes a strain that something is wrong
Twilight shadows the barn
Distant hooves of the pale horse come and gone

These are the sounds
Crackling coals and ticking clocks
Waves of wind on clear crisp afternoon
Sun's slipping under the pain
Say goodbye to the day again.




Curtis Jackson: 5-String Fretless Bass
Joseph Bichsel: Cellos
Greg Powers: Trombone
Tom Bain: Cymbals, Timpani, Bells
Chris: Piano, Keyboards, Vocals, Fx

Dedicated to the memory of Frances & Eddie Cizauskas, senselessly murdered on 30 Nov 1988 in rural Wisconsin