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The Color of Morning

from Mother Transit Authority by Don Paris Schlotman

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It’s the color of morning
After a night without end
The kiss of a stranger
The secrets of a friend
It’s a bruise when it’s forming
Or a cut that won’t mend
It's your very last dollar
That you can’t even spend

It’s the blood on the highway
The cold hand on a switch
The fear of a small town
As they burn another witch

The color of mourning
Or a letter not sent
The package on your doorstep
Hides your truest intent
It’s that ring on your finger
And all the money you spent
So pray to your Jesus
To sing this lament

When we came together
So much more than a spark
So is it surprising?
I woke up in the dark

The true color of springtime
And the rules you can’t bend
That shape in your closet
No matter how you pretend
This is a song about nightmares
And violence that you defend
This is a song about love
No matter how you pretend
This is a song about love
No matter how you pretend

credits

from Mother Transit Authority, released April 1, 2011
Don Paris Schlotman - Vocals, bass, guitar, music box
E.W. Harris - Moog
Paul Abbott - Drums
David Russell - Lead guitar

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Don Paris Schlotman Brooklyn, New York

Don Paris Schlotman is a Brooklyn-based solo musician.

The seventh son of a lightning bolt and a mountain lion. Plays music the way some people fall over. His artificial left eye can see 4 seconds into the future.

Past:
bass in neo-noir band Toshio; bass/synth in Brian Bonz & The Major Crimes; guitar and vocals in Dolphins Don't Love; bass and vocals in The Sky Captains of Industry; more
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