Sticks That Made Thunder: the SteelDrivers

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I recently discovered this wonderful song, Sticks That Made Thunder, by the SteelDrivers. It was a very unique and moving piece, unlike anything I had ever heard before. After watching several videos on Youtube, I felt compelled to make my own. In creating this video, I wanted it be be unique from the others I had watched, so I focused a great deal of time in finding some of the older and lesser-known paintings that most people would not have seen before. I think they fit the feel of this song very well. In less than 24 hours I went from having never heard of the SteelDrivers to being a fan (and buying this song and creating this video). Be sure to check out their music if you have never heard of them before. Ghosts of Mississippi is another great song!

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My roots are deeper than the bones, the others

My colors that change with the sun

My branches, we're higher

Than anything on the hillside

On the day that I watched them all come

Some wear the color of the sky in the winter

Some, we're as blue as the night

They came like a storm with the light of the morn

And they fell through the whole day and night

Colors flew high and they danced in the sky

As I watched them come over the hill

Then to my wonder, sticks that made thunder

Such a great number lay still

When the light came again

There was death on the wind

As the buzzards made way for the worms

And the little white trees that don't bend in the breeze

For the ones that will never return

Colors flew high and they danced in the sky

As I watched them come over the hill

Then to my wonder, sticks that made thunder

Such a great number lay still

Those that have fallen, come when I call them

And answer the best that they can

But all they can see is what they used to be

And that's all that they understand

Colors flew high and they danced in the sky

As I watched them come over the hill

Then to my wonder, sticks that made thunder

Such a great number lay still

Colors flew high and they danced in the sky

As I watched them come over the hill

Then to my wonder, sticks that made thunder

Such a great number lay still

Songwriters

STAPLETON, CHRIS/HENDERSON, MICHAEL JAMES

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