John Vanderslice - June July Lyrics
june july I went home to live with my momat night I sat out to watch cicadas on the lawnjune july, confusion tennesseehere sherman's army leveled troops in 1863now those battlefields are marked and paragraphedand maintained by national park service trustat night I walked through those fieldslooking for proof of death, echoes of wounded soldier appealstonight the rain clouds are pressing downhovering low, warning me to go back homeI saw lightning flicker in the cloudsone and two thousand, better turn aroundlight was focused down on mewhite spike cracked and threw me to the groundwhen I awoke the sun was streaming over the fieldswarming the ground soaked with summer rain