November 12, 2015

Lyrics

Like the hills as they rise
Like the stones creepin' under your feet
Like the dead open sky high
The one damn time you need something to drink

Like the road ever-long
Left to suffer without a song
Like all the doors open wide
The one damn time that you need a place to hide

It's been a long time coming
All my pages fingerstained
And though my heart is still pumping
Across my face,
How the days engrave

Your word against mine
Your god against my everything
My fist in your eye
And I don't care if it don't solve a goddamn thing

And so we strain
Tight corners we fight and we pray
'Till the road that was is blown all to hell
And probably by us

It's been a long time coming
All my pages fingerstained
And though my heart is still pumping
Across my face,
How the days engrave

And it's been a long time coming
All my pages fingerstained
And though my heart is still pumping
Across my face, oh lord across my face
How the days engrave

Like the hills as they rise
Like the stones creepin' under your feet
Like the dead open sky high
The one damn time you need something to drink

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