Oh soul, I
See dead men
Walking dead
But Bread brings truth
Your city has
Old buildings
Painted white
Where Wine wakes youth
The curtain has been torn
So won‘t you lift your head?
There are babies being born
So go raise the dead
Sell it all to have the
Wine and Bread
Oh soul, don‘t
Be weary
This can‘t be
A teary time
So run to your
City, its
Begging for
More Bread and Wine
The curtain has been torn
So won’t you lift your head?
There are babies being born
So go raise the dead
YOU ARE FULL, NOW SHARE WHAT YOU’VE BEEN FED
who we are:
- andy rhea and his thoughts
- The music of andy rhea and his band is a music of question asking and idea sharing. This music is for the searchers and the finders, the askers and the knowers. And for all who don’t fit into any of those categories, it’s good to bob your head to as well.