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Run Brother Run

from Ghost Bones by Phyllis Sinclair

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What's more frightening a wolf, or a wolf in sheep's clothes? A harrowing true story of escape from abusive foster care.

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Hurry Brother don’t look back, run like a deer for the woods

Hurry brother don’t look back, run like a deer for the woods
About this time they’ll know that we’re gone,
They’re gonna do what is “for our own good”
I’m tired of working in the paid man’s field,
They pay him for his so-called home
Four years working like a chain gang mule,
I’m only twelve years old.
R-u-u-u-u-u-n, brother, run

Up ahead in the Jack Pine, brother, wolves and the coyote bay
They’re hungry for a taste of fresh blood, brother,
Better save a breath to pray
Sleep will be light in that timberline,
Fear will chew our bones!
But, I’d rather spend a night shivering in the dark,
Than warm in cold, hell-hole
R-u-u-u-u-u-n, brother, run

Run Brother Run, The hounds are barking at our heels
They need someone to till the fields,
Bale the hay, cob the corn
Work the moon and early morn,
Run brother run, we’ll make it home

Don’t slow down, night falls coming, to hide us from the hunter’s trail
Those thin slit eyes that stare us to the ground,
Won’t stop until we’re back in their hell
Ice water fills my gum boots brother,
Tree limbs they tear my clothes
My lungs burn hot like a back-handed slap,
My feet are bitter cold
Ru-u-u-u-u-un, brother run

Run Brother Run, The hounds are barking at our heels
They need someone to till the fields,
Bale the hay, cob the corn
Work the moon and early morn,
Run brother run, we’ll make it home

Did you hear last night in the dim twilight, distant voices closing in
I swore we were found, but with howls around,
We were Daniel in the lion’s den
Hackles raised up high baying in the dark,
They sacrificed their skin for our bones
Now I’d rather trust a den of blood hungry wolves,
Than wolves hidden in sheep’s clothes
R-u-u-u-u-u-n, brother, run

Run Brother Run, The hounds are barking at our heels
They need someone to till the fields,
Bale the hay, cob the corn
Work the moon and early morn,
Run brother Run, we’ll make it home,
Run brother run, we’re almost home
R-u-u-u-u-n, brother, run
R-u-u-u-u-n, brother, run
R-u-u-u-u-n, brother, run

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from Ghost Bones, track released June 21, 2021

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Phyllis Sinclair Edmonton, Alberta

Distinguished by Maverick Magazine as a "A Lady of Conviction" singer-songwriter, Phyllis Sinclair taps on the conscience of the established ethos to flag distinctions and inequities under a brilliant banner of song. With seraphic vocals she charmingly disarms, soliciting a self-imposed metamorphosis to transform old ways of thinking into new possibilities. ... more

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