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Recorded to 4-track at Goonsville, Seattle WA.  Released October 2004. Art by Andrew Feuk. Drums – Weston Sewall | Other – Brooks Callison |  Effects Modded & Guitar built by Peter Breyfogle. {CC} – Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike

Lyrics

The Valley of Jezreel

In the Dawn I wrestle with my love,
in the grass of the valley of Jezreel.

We wrestle to be the god,
of the first light of morning
if she wins I’ll hear the birds sing
and watch her come in glory(overlap)

The pure light of morning pouring down
makes a gold light on the mountain
In pink rays and purple flame
In Jezreel we will be chosen

Either of us could win
and take up the robe.
and we’re locked together here
twisting all in the grass

You will take hold of my arm
I’ll grab the softness of your leg
we will move with the push and pull
as the sun spills down
and the dew is cool
and my foot will slip
in the cool, cool grass
now we are the morning…

Rise up and spill down
press flat the grass of the valley.
And the Falcon, he looks out
as we wrestle on the plains of Jezreel

Our sweat mixed with dew
as the mountain retreats
do I take the upper hand?
Or should I give her victory?

In the Dawn I wrestle with my love
In the grass of the valley of Jezreel.
In pink rays and purple flame
In Jezreel we are chosen!

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