Shadows Of Evangeline Lyrics - Flower Of Avalon - Tracy Grammer

It is rain, it is age, it is poison 

Supplication to family honor 

Little children with keys to the temple 

Red lights and silver dimes 

It's waiting for a sun that punishes but seldom shines 

Living and dying in the shadow of Evangeline 

She is young, like her mother before her 

Put-up tired at the end of her labors 

True-believing and ever-desiring 

Quiz shows and checkout lines 

In porchlight halo ringed about by moss and hanging vines 

She casts the never changing shadow of evangeline 

In the bang and the crash of the factory 

In a hot, cutting season of metal 

On the floor of an ocean of contracts 

Skin drums and shrunken heads 

Strange dances long undone go stamping in between the lines 

Old gods, incarnate in the shadow of Evangeline