Heir to woe
Blue heavens blue heavens why do you grey?
Found a rope in the tree and a crown in the hay
Wolves they call they follow me home
There´s a knife in my hand but Im still throwing stones
Stones that I,m throwing they turn into maggots
Am I running from beasts or just from bad habits
Like the turn of the wheel. Like the cold of the steel
Ain,t no use for the crying in the den of the lion
King of fool scepter and crown
Sat on his throne like a god looking down
Full of holes he still seems to float
Weighted by lead that was tied to his throat
Hands of glass see through and clear
Cannot be seen by the ones he holds dear
Heir to woe with a burden to hold
Now goes hungry for seeds sold for gold
Cigarette filters made up his sheets
Try as he might he could not find sleep
Soul was taken tied to a mast
Left there for judgment wind for to cast
fell into Days n' Daze when I was travelling, thanks to some of my road dogs. I don't have that freedom anymore but I feel a piece of it Everytime I listen to their music. love y'all! thefool309
Comme d'habitude, j'ai bien du mal à choisir une "favorite track" avec ce groupe de Trashgrass qui excelle dans son domaine.
Mais là, j'ai réussi à me décider finalement. XD EklektikTrip
this album truly feels like a journey. there is a strong atmosphere of transience and solidarity, a feeling of constant change. if you commit yourself to listening through, you will come out a different person. crowskult