Children caught in the middle of divorce, drug addiction, domestic violence and mental illness...
lyrics
"Kiss the children touch their hair...no my sons I won't leave you there...behind the mountain...
All the days wasted that could have been, while the drunken and stolen throw fists at your head...night time and softness my face on your breast...in this modern day world of the rich and the dead...
Kiss the children touch their hair...no my sons I won't leave you there...behind the mountain...
The way that you told me with your eyes all in red...the fire beneath me the faces in our bread...demons and angels the voice of the dead...while blackberries strangle this long lonesome road...
Kiss the children touch their hair...no my sons I won't leave you there...behind the mountain..."
credits
from Timberbeast Town,
released December 10, 2022
Bob Antone vocals, guitar and original composition 2002
Beautifully played and full of moving vocal performances, the Bay Area singer/songwriter's latest is a stellar work of art. Bandcamp Album of the Day Feb 3, 2023