Stripes from Earthen Pyramid by T.G. Olson

A lightning bolt of the blues
Watch out
Wearing your stripes so proud
Like an outlaw
Lightning bolt of the blues
They call you wild child
Wearing your stripes so loud
Like an outlaw
Ten years gone and house is burned down
Another ten and the kids are all home from the city
Missed their family and the way that Grandmother raised 'em
Kids are playing on the front lawn
Pickin' guitars on the porch until the early dawn
Here's another one
Won't you all come and sing along?
Pickin' guitars on the porch until the early dawn
Going back to the place where we belong
Your'e arriving
I was leaving
Another hemisphere opposite seasons
In the desert pray for raining
The coast is sinking into the ocean
Burn the golden calf to white dust
Flour for the bread of the hopeless
Starving in the concrete ocean
Sitting on the sideline like nothing ever even happened
There's no pride required for the high road to high living
Lightning bolt of the blues
They call you wild child
Wearing your stripes so loud
Like an outlaw
Lightning bolt of the blues
They call you wild child
Wearing your stripes so proud and loud
Like an outlaw
Lightning bolt of the blues
They call you wild child
Watch out
Wearing your stripes so proud
Like an outlaw

• Rock
• ambient
• desert rock
• doom
• drone
• metal
• United States