1. |
Call of the Void
05:41
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And before she could see over the fence
Seeing nothing but the moon
And compared herself to it
Never could get far enough away
The light years of distance
Still dont take you from your pain
When that didnt work she mined into the ground
That coal black darkness stained you
Something awful that you found
You brought it back up with you in your eyes
That coal black kept you company
When you settled for what you couldnt find
And shes married to ghosts from her past
Like the long-gone soldiers in *Gettysburg
Reliving moments you cant grasp
The willow there never did take root
It wept itself away
You always hurt too soon
And self-defense can be a tricky thing
Those flowers can never bloom
Without vulnerability.
And you always seem to find yourself in black
Maybe its because you think
No ones ever coming back.
And when you throw those thoughts
into my mouth
It's a lot to chew
...You never knew what to do
It's that sound of the dark
That warmth in feeling nothing
That comfort in the night
Too tired
To be destroyed.
The call of the void.
The Call of the Void.
That comfort in the night
Too tired
to be destroyed.
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2. |
Carry Me Home
03:42
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I know this house is old
Not a right angle to be found
I know it's getting cold
But I'll squeeze up into you
I know that I've been told
But it takes a minute to sink in
Just say it a little louder love
I promise I'm listenin.
You know it's not been easy
Theres Devils out in you
And you can't see them digging
In all you try to do.
But I love you I love you
And that's not changing soon.
Just say it a little louder love
I promise just me and you.
Swing low sweet chariot
Give us a little shade
I need some time to kiss you
And I've been made to wait
It's been so long so long
Let's open up the gates
Swing low Sweet Chariot
Give us a little shade
Swing low
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3. |
Call me Salt
05:02
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Call me salt
Im trying my best to stay alive
Preserve
Call me salt
I'm doing my all to purify
These ghosts
Call me salt
I can be a bit too much on
My own
But I'm doing my best
Lord knows.
And this little Witch may not know dirt
But I'm a good listener
And if I get up I might get hurt
But I'll dust it off.
Call me young
There's so much I don't know
Naive
Call me your own
Or I may not make it home
Belong
Call me strong
Reassurance couldn't hurt
Sometimes
But I'm doing my best
Lord knows.
And this little with may not know dirt
But I'm a good listener
And if I get up I might get hurt
But I'll dust it off.
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4. |
Without Me
04:49
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We rode hand in hand
Through the Cumberland gap
And you tried to hold me
With my legs on your lap
And you whispered apologies
But I was far away
You couldn't hold me
No I couldn't stay
You said "oh my darling"
Bit the skin of your nails
I can't leave you
But you've long since failed
I tried to speak
But the fog rolled in
30 miles to Roanoke
The dusk did me in
And youll never see me again
My scared eyes printed in your head
I know that you didn't mean
But you should go on
Without me
The weight of your words
Hung heavy in my throat
So I reached for yours
As I ripped your coat
You grabbed the wheel
But far too late
We went a rolling
On our very last date
You drag me home
Though we know I'm not there
And you see my face
While you're stroking her hair
I've kept you up
Ever since I was gone
I never meant to haunt you
No I'm long gone
The fog rolling in
Never left where I've been
And I'll never see you again
And you'll never see me again
My scared eyes printed in your head
I know that you didn't mean
But you should go on
Without me
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5. |
CURSES
03:42
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I hope all your days are nights
I hope you never have time
I pray your socks fall down into your boots
You came out my way that night
You promised me you'd be my light
I prayed so hard, I opened up to you
Every day
Every day
Curses
I hope you get left without a tune
Those those things in your mind come true
What you've done to me will get done to you
Every day
Every day
Curses
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6. |
Sarah
04:31
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Sarah grew up in a modular tough
By a creek in a one stop sign town
Started to smoke before she got her last tooth
Took the car for joy rides around
The boys all knew since her daddy was gone
Filled his fist with a bottle instead
That sara grew up in the family way
And she mostly considered him dead
And she mostly considered him dead
Things get around in a 1 church town
But thats the price of being pure instead
Just plant the seed of a better-than creed
And no one will know that its dead
Sara got on and she got around
Or at least thats what they said
before those boys could reach a pedal of lead.
They all said she made them men.
And she wished that she was dead.
Oh sarah
You're always the smoking gun
Oh sarah
Finished before you'd begun
Oh sarah
But no one ever asked you
(I'm sorry that I never knew)
Sarah got around to a GED
Round the time her own reached 9
Then her old daddy started coming around
And she saw the look in his eye
They packed the dakota and a dillinger
crossed the Marshall county line
Though they dumped her daddy back in Alleghany
It doesn't matter how far you drive
you can't leave your past behind
Oh sarah
You're always the smoking gun
Oh sarah
Finished before you'd begun
Oh sarah
But no one ever asked you
(I'm sorry that I never knew)
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7. |
Darkness Doesn't Leave
04:04
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Oh sweetie
Your mommas been gone
And you can't get along
Alone
And while the years
Have been moving
Along
Your eyes are stuck
But hes gone
Oh sweetie
That old house is worn
It hasn't seen tracks
In years
And while you toil
Digging up
what's not yours
The leaves fall to obscure
Any way on.
Any way on.
The darkness doesn't leave
because you walked on
Your blood can't change
Just because you made it run
Nothing stops
Because you say you're done
You carry it
Carry it on
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8. |
Whiskey on the Porch
04:06
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When we first began
So softly and young
You cried out for my heart
When I couldn't give enough
Our own memento mori
For our fragility
Our cemetery gates
Still mean so much to me
Please don't look at me like
Like all the worst parts of me
have died oh
You're cool whiskey on the porch
The winds in my hair and the magnolia blooms
Warms my chest up in the dark
Close my eyes and taste of you
The leaves falls so light
So bright and so new
Unexpected silence
Brings me closer to you
We're not like when we began
But I wouldn't trade your eyes
For anyone
You're cool whiskey on the porch
The winds in my hair and the magnolia blooms
Warms my chest up in the dark
Close my eyes and taste of you
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9. |
Fiery Eyes
04:01
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I'm in love with a ghost of a girl
but she don't wathc over me
she was there when i needed a prayer
but now I got what I need
I'm so sorry, I would trade it all for thee
Fair thee well, Fair thee well
Fiery Eyes
I'm in love with the dead, but I don't know
if it's her or me
I lie on her grave at night
until her bones return to me
Oh be still my heart
I grow weary of your beat
Fair thee well, Fair thee well
Fiery Eyes
Fair thee well, Fair thee well
Fiery Eyes
I was in love with a ghost of a girl
And so I let her be
My failing flesh couldn't hold her
but it cast it's hold on me
No more shall I wallow
lay me down eternally
Fair thee well, Fair thee well
Fiery Eyes
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Lives in the holler
You know it you saw her
Youd love her if youd only
Grab her hand ah no
But you cant ah no
Deep in the forest
That never ending chorus
She sings her web weaved
For her man oh no
No one can stop her no
When her grey eye's fixed on you
It's all you'll ever do
Deep in the mountains
Nestled with prowess
A vision like you've never seen
She sits she waits
And wonders
To the earth
Her dance like no other
Not yet a mother
You've found her
Hers eyes like a dream
Youd hate
Youd hate to dream
The crone, the holler, the mystic
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