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This is the brilliant 2008 'Baptism' EP by 'so long forgotten'. Please visit their web-links, donate and support amazing music. Thanks!

Track Listing:

1. The Lion and the Fox (00:00)
2. Where There is Ruin, There is Hope for a Treasure (04:06)
3. The Wind Ran Out of Breath (07:43)
4. Of Brilliance and Baptism (11:58)
5. Taupe Olive Gold (16:28)

Lyrics:

1. The Lion and the Fox (00:00)

I was born in to the promised land.
Before me came God-fearing men, I grew into a righteous man.
I gave my life to the sacrificial lamb.
But the fox swept in and placed this heart within the lion's hands.
And the flow of the river in which I swam
was controlled by the beasts (controlled by the beasts),
we set securely upon the sand.
The puritan's gold we dipped them in,
it's begun to flake, begun to rust,
to reveal the true colors of their skin.

But the trees, but the trees,
they are bending at the knees.
And the beasts, and the beasts,
they just feast and feast and feast
(O' God they feast).

A man in rags told me of drought
in the land I love, the land of plenty,
where no one goes without.
With great persuasion I replied:
"Sweet Jesus will descend through the hole we made for him in the sky".

But the trees, but the trees,
they are bending at the knees.
And the beasts, and the beasts,
they just feast and feast and feast.
But I need, but I need,
God, I need to be released.
This can't be, this can't be
your great vision of peace.

And I can sip from your streams.
I can sit beneath your trees.
But I will be alone...
when I find shelter I am home.


2. Where There Is Ruin, There Is Hope for a Treasure (04:06)

O' we built our homes on streets of solid gold
and o' we put up our pearly gates to keep the beggars at bay.
And far across the rising sea a farmer starves so his daughters can eat
and we drive up and down our sparkling paved streets
but there's an ocean between...so we're free.

Girl with your gun, girl with your gun,
take a step back, see the war that you've won.
Girl with your gun, girl with your gun,
we have triumphant freedom.

We've flown our flags so high,
so much higher than our steeples can climb.

Girl with your gun, girl with your gun,
take a step back, see the war that you've won.
Girl with your gun, girl with your gun,
we have freedom.

We've such a need for our windows to be clean,
a sparrow flies in and it breaks its tiny wings
but we just wanted for the good Lord's creation to be seen.
All the good in this world, o' it aches and it bleeds.

(Are we the means to an end? Are we the means to an end?)
I'd love to believe the world's not a mess...
when our blessings come at the price of the oppressed.

Girl with your gun, girl with your gun.
(God bless America?) GOD BLESS EVERYONE


3. The Wind Ran Out of Breath (07:43)

The hair upon your neck, it moves due to your breath.
It's every bit of life, and the absence of death.
You've grown too old, your mind is teeming with intellect.
The ghost, it groans. But all you've heard is your breath.

There's a violent brewing squall on the surface of the sea.
But when the water finally calms, you'll see the life beneath.

You'll see the life beneath, you'll see the life beneath.
You will see this is beneath me

And I might lose sight of what I've done.
But with the morning comes the Sun.

You'll see the life beneath.


4. Of Brilliance and Baptism (11:58)

Dunk me in the water,
I will come out new again.
Spirit, fill my mind with color
and I will find you in the end.
Fill my life with lovers...
one in music, one in a wife, one in a savior to justify my pride.
And I have no need for wealthy brothers,
I've no desire for the lavish sort of life.
And I just want to please my mother,
she ain't been right since my father died...
...but neither have I - to hell with trying.

If ever I knew a God, he was better than the one I've got.
If ever I knew a beggar, he was better than the richest lot.
And if ever I knew my father...my father, he raised me better.

Brace this place with praises
'cause God I need your graces.
O' my God, I need your graces.
Brace this place with praises
'cause God I need your graces.
O' my God, I need your graces.

The thing about love, when you haven't given enough
is it sticks to whatever suits your cause.
And love is a colorful thing...hate is a colorful, colorful thing.
We are such colorful beings.
We are colorful, colorful, brilliant, colorful beings.
We are colorful.


5. Taupe Olive Gold (16:28)

How can I focus on anything else
but the things I lack?

All of these qualities have flown away,
n'er to come back again this way for me.

To pick from the sky,
'n place into a jar by my bedside for the time being.

But time being the way it is says: "No looking behind, it's no use to try."

But after all you say: "There's hope for the future.
Keep up your chin, have a stiff upper lip, you'll make it."

My legs they move me forward,
My eyes stay toward the ground.
It is solid, safe, and sound beneath my feet.

No looking behind, it's no use to try.