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Written and recorded by Mothers of Gut, 2009.

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On this blood red sky, I rest my weary shoulders.
Upon my father's sun, his arms stretched over me,
folding over and over.
A wind falls through my trees; dried tears from a falling sky.
A water rushes through my knees; a wet cacophony for my sorrow,
For I am the mountain. I am the mountain.

Through this valley grows a flower red as fire,
and through its vein grows an innocence undending.
A woman's swimming through my creek, naked as the day she came, and all the creatures know her name, and we are in this communion together.

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from The Inanimate Sermon, track released April 1, 2010
Aaron Freeman- vocals, guitars, bass, drums, organs

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Mothers of Gut Los Angeles, California

Mothers of Gut are a band residing in Los Angeles. They are currently supporting the release of their new album BUILDINGS.

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