We all bleed blood,
and it all looks the same
spilled on the grass,
dark red stain.
Rich man poor man
Man with an ugly face
Tall man small man
all have their place
White man black man
Yellow and green side
All the colours drifting away
That’s your colour and pride
So come together
Just for a while
Where everyone is equal
Everyone’s the same
Just for a while
Just for a while
Ch.
All this fighting worlds colliding
Where to look, you know we’re all the same
Need some relief from the constant crying
Grass dirt or mud We all Bleed blood.
We all bleed blood,
and it all looks the same
spilled on the grass,
dark red stain.
Some men have shadows
That follow them around
But shadows fade
Walk on the ground
And I stare at a pool of blood
On the grass
You can’t tell where it’s been
What it’s done or it’s past
Wars of religion
So many lost sons
Here is a battle no lives lost
Our feet are our guns
Our feet are our guns
credits
from So Long,
released April 12, 2021
Todd Cook - Vocals, Guitar,
David Cuthbertson- Keys, Backing Vocals
Andrew Rothberg - Drums
Peter Howell - Double Bass
produced by Todd Cook and David Cuthbertson
recorded and mixed by David Cuthbertson
mastered by Robin Mai
This album speaks to the continuum of African diasporic culture that is central to the vibrant canon of Americana folk music. Bandcamp Album of the Day May 29, 2020
Durham, NC singer-songwriter Skylar Gudasz makes intimate Americana delivered with dry wit and stunningly precise vocal acumen. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 14, 2020