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Lil arrangement I came up with a couple years back that finally made its way to video. I imagine scorching heat. A blood red sun sinking low on the Western horizon.. long shadows and high dunes. Sand and grit. The steady clop clop clop of saddle worn horses, slow marching hooves kicking clouds of dust that linger momentarily in the wind-less air whilst overhead.. carrion birds cut lazy circuits across the burgeoning star punctured twilight. Oh and Clint Eastwood. Clint Eastwood is definitely in this song.
