I knew you'd starve in heaven and I'd pray for your release. There's and angel at my table and a devil up my sleeve. With nothing on, nothing but a smile.
Hung by the old field. The night in his eyes. And the road by his side. . He's trying to show me. Who's alive in both cities. Barely on fire. . Scarecrow.
Some say you'll never be gone forever. Some say there's music where you go. I've no faith in my heart, tell two apart. Ocean above from sky below. . Where I am going you can't save me.
This is the house she lived. It was the house she was born in. That was the bed she slept in. And this is all we are left with. . And this is her mother.
Mama, when she'd ride that horse. Buried out in Wilson fields. Mama'd tell me all she thought. Mama'd tell me all how riding feels. . And I thought. Not yet.
I shook from my dream, I wasn't here. To shake, shake from my own sight. Shake, shake from the light of everything. Shake, shake for that which sinks but can't drown.
How do you preach the word if you don't know how to read?. They hold your soul once you sign the deed. Would the sun still rise if there's no one 'round?.
There's an old child's swing set on the lawn. And an ivied wall lured by the years. A neckerchiefed spaniel patrols the swamp. And drinks from the garden of our tears.
Everybody thinks it's something real. Right until the devil drinks it. O, li, o. Everything's fate and spinning wheels. Everybody wants their princes.
There I knew you once, didn't I?. And the sound of that music traveled. To me from that orphan sky. And pulled it all in my vault. . Love hide me away deep in this town and canopy of snow.
What say You, Lord. For the Olive boys down in the house of corrections. As they try for love and any form of ascension?. Am I on the right train headed in the wrong direction?.