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A song for a friend who's also a prophet.

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ZENDA

There was a man made from light and sand.
He came down from Arkansas.

Three scars and a blues guitar;
Sayin’ “Let me tell you what I saw!”
“Let me tell you what I saw!”

CHORUS

The dead came up from the grave.
The sun turned to blood and the sky fell down.
The moon picked up the sea and set it down
On the banks that you built from fear.

The Earth died and we were purified
‘Cause he said ya’ know the Zenda’s near.

VERSE 2

He had the eyes of William Blake
If they were made from Leadbelly’s birthday cake.

The mayors and the ministers said he was mad,
Sick with the disease Mary Magdalene had.

And when he stopped
At the fortune teller’s shop
Just to break his crystal ball.

Looked in a shard of glass
Saw a baby named Cass
Saving Icarus from his fall

And that’s when he said

CHORUS

All men who fly ain’t born to die.
So don’t be afraid when I tell you that Gravity lies.
Began to bleed from the glass he could read
And when the cops came…Well, he disappeared.
Left a letter, said “I feel much better”
Since knowing that the Zenda’s near.

VERSE 3

An absurd, clairvoyant songbird
Rain-danced on the Governors grave.

Then the magical poor
Broke down the church-house door
In a riot for the end of days.

Meanwhile, he was building a boat
Made from junk-yard cars
And old road-signs.

When the hound-dogs sang
And a mercenary gang
Yawped trails through Missouri-borne pines.

Hell-bent on the madman’s scent
They set fire to the witches and shrines.
They found his ark about after dark
As he yelled to the fugitive kind!

BRIDGE

Come widows, come children
Come sad and come sick!
Leave all your possessions behind!

The world will not end
Until it’s once again
A friend to its Maker and Mind!

Citadels fall by the words of St. Paul
Come orphaned, come crippled, come blind!

There’s blood on the Sun.
The dead rise and run.
My death’s but a moment
And not the last one!

Not the last one! (3X)

FINAL CHORUS

The good man doesn’t board the boat she builds.
A rainbow saves the life that a carpenter kills.

And when the moon picked up the sea and set it down
And the wonders of the world disappeared

Muddy faced kids, ridin’ junk yard skids
sang together that the ZENDA’S here.

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from Funeral Songs, track released May 6, 2016
Written by: T.J. Volgare

T.J. Volgare - Lead Vocals
David Staples - Rhythm Guitar
Simpson Eason - Drums
Steven DeConto - Bass
Michael DePue - Lead Guitar
Paula Hardy - Additional Vocals, Piano, Organ.

Produced, Tracked, and Mixed Live by Ryan Pickett at "Pickett's Gym" in Durham, N.C.

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St. Anthony and The Mystery Train Durham, North Carolina

A band of storytellers taking cues from the magical realism of Tom Waits, the free-associations of Bob Dylan, and the misfit spirituals of Johnny Cash. The stories inside the music are best described as a stream of Southern-Gothic consciousness, short pieces of theatre in which every musician, playing a combination of garage rock, blues, & country, is a "character." ... more

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