A Mohair Suit

from Not The Bold Peace by Fyrce Muons

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Well the songs keep coming and the walls keep falling down
And it takes me back to a dirty little Utah town
Where the dogs are tired and the fireflies live in homes
With the shutdown clouds and the thunder that will vibrate your bones
Restful measure in an old bold peace
Shadows growing on an old worn farm
Old man France and his peacock guards
Ride to church on a bicycle
I’m dreaming
Inside upon
Rescue branches from a silver stream
Hookybob on the way to school
Breaking into the city dump
Explore old buildings with our sling and rocks
I’m dreaming
Inside upon
Slip off a bareback horse and land in a pile of weeds
Skinny as a pole like the ones at the railroad tracks
Choked by treasures in a house that’s kept so neat
But the people that are living in the houses never can find peace

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from Not The Bold Peace, released September 25, 2013

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Fyrce Muons San Diego, California

Forty five years of gothic space punk and electro pop reminiscent of Krautrock. Fyrce Muons continue to defy any musical genre with their provocative concept albums, improvisational and surrealistic spoken word.

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