One Hundred Days

by Aaron Strumpel

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Twenty years ago today the Rwandan Genocide began, lasting for 100 days, cutting short the lives of 800,000+ people. "One Hundred Days" was written after a recent pilgrimage to Uganda and Rwanda with Gravity, A Center For Contemplative Activism. The pilgrimage was a heart-rending time which brought into sharp focus the reality of suffering, lament, and tragedy.

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released April 7, 2013

Written, Engineered, and Mixed by Aaron Strumpel at Shovel Studios in Lafayette, Colorado.
Mastered by Dave Wilton at Saint Ida's Recording Studio in Lafayette, Colorado
Artwork by Aaron Strumpel
Copyright 2014 Thirsty Dirt Records

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Aaron Strumpel Boulder, Colorado

Aaron Strumpel is a songwriter based in Boulder, CO.  A collaborator with Enter the Worship Circle, an avante-garde worshipper with his Elephants, Birds, and Vespers, he has been featured in Christianity Today, Relevant Magazine, and Paste Magazine.

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Track Name: One Hundred Days
the night they put the call out
they said cut 'em down
they said cut 'em down

the night they put our lights out
they said knock 'em down
they said knock 'em down

one hundred days of hell
more than a blink of insanity
one hundred days we fell
you couldn't be bothered for anything
the writing was on the wall
in blood red paint we called
we said, you will surely come
we said, you won't let us fall

but fall we did
under the flashing blades
into the shallow graves
and die we did
in unbelievable ways
no mercy no grace

what can wash away this sin
Track Name: One Hundred Days iPhone Demo
the night they put the call out
they said cut 'em down
they said cut 'em down

the night they put our lights out
they said knock 'em down
they said knock 'em down

one hundred days of hell
more than a blink of insanity
one hundred days we fell
you couldn't be bothered for anything
the writing was on the wall
in blood red paint we called
we said, you will surely come
we said, you won't let us fall

but fall we did
under the flashing blades
into the shallow graves
and die we did
in unbelievable ways
no mercy no grace

what can wash away this sin