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covenant town
03:16
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river in the valley, whistle on the wind
even the blood of christ, couldn't erase this sin
fox in the foothills, it whimpers and cries
silhouetted against the darkening sky
the devil picked the jury in covenant town
got a sister in the war, and a brother in jail
a bride to be awaits beneath her veil
never meant to hurt nobody, never meant to tell a lie
but some men are just wicked some men have got to die
hold onto your image of a dove
and all those angels up above
may they hang around
to the river deep and wide
all of heaven waits inside
just to watch you drown
thunder in the canyon, like desperations roar
begging dear god 'redeem this soul'
one day we'll all be wearing driftwood we'll all be laid low
no honest man will survive this world
the devil picked the jury in covenant town
when my sister comes home and my brother walks free
and my lovely bride lays next to me
with the righteous hand of god's vengeance on my side
I will find the coward who robbed her of life
hold onto your image of a dove
and all those angels up above
may the hang around
to the river deep and wide
all of heaven awaits inside
just to watch you drown
the devil picked the jury in covenant town
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all that we give away
03:37
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it was careless of my heart to be away so long
when I was out there building fences, somehow you carried on
now we're kicking at the embers of a long forgotten night
it's not the only thing we lost to that fire
time will change all things
I wrote you from Alaska just to say
that I was feeling better in some small way
and I still remember how the sun would kiss your freckled face
when we'd lay in the grass at Cheesman Park all day
time will change all things
and it's not for what we save, it's what we give away...
(break)
I was thoughtless with my youth and selfish too
all the folks around me were always paying dues
now I can see some things clearer, tho I have regret and I have fear there's some space in this heart I've yet to use...
time will change all things
I'm back in Seattle on my own
the dog, the guitar and I just hit the road
and I really can't say for certain, am I done with my searching?
it's enough for right now to call this home
time will change all things
and it's not for what we save, it's what we give away...
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days of my youth
03:00
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there's a tree in the graveyard
where my love laid down
a willow in the tall grass
in the cold, cold ground
it's springtime in the country and new life abounds
I guess we should feel lucky to be spared from the ground
the days of my youth, the numbered, the fallen, forgotten and abused the hard times to follow, the bitter sting of truth
and all the vows we have broken
the days of my youth, the numbered, the fallen, forgotten and abused the hard times to follow, the bitter sting of truth
all that we value will be abandoned
there's a tree in the graveyard
where my love laid down
a willow in the tall grass
in the cold, cold ground
it's springtime in the country and new life abounds
I guess we should feel lucky to be spared from the ground
there's a note on the dresser in the spare room
where your mother stayed
after father died when we covered all the mirrors for the wake take all my sorrow there's got to be an end to grief...
the days of my youth, the numbered, the fallen, forgotten and abused the hard times to follow, the bitter sting of truth
and all the vows we have broken
the days of my youth, the numbered, the fallen, forgotten and abused the hard times to follow, the bitter sting of truth
all that we value will be abandoned
there's a tree in the graveyard
where my love laid down
a willow in the tall grass
in the cold, cold ground
it's springtime in the country and new life abounds
I guess we should feel lucky to be spared from the ground
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If I were to brave the storm
If I were to go it alone
If I were stripped to the bone
by the salt and the sea and the sun
If I were just so strong
didn't seek those comforting arms or a place to belong
didn't require validation by anyone
well, then boys, I'd raise these sails
and go to where the wind prevails
by tooth and by nail, I'd set these eyes on the horizon
The wind and the rain
Calls me again
Lost in the waves
pulling me in
I'd fly my flag
like all good sailors do
white sails burst on a canvas of blue
I'd harness the sea to bring me home to you
If I were a fraction of the man
and if I could steady these legs on land
enough to stand, then i'd stand up and walk on back to you
if these words could ring true
if my lips were so compelled to move
I would speak you the truth, abandon the ruse
and make room for your love
The wind and the rain
Calls me again
Lost in the waves
pulling me in
I'd fly my flag
like all good sailors do
white sails burst on a canvas of blue
I'd harness the sea to bring me home to you
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All My Nights Are Dreams Cheyenne, Wyoming
punk pyrate folk fooker gut-punch philosophaster.
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